All very well for saints to have their day To fly away to prey another day Down here I'd rather face the fire Than aspire for the heavenly choir 'Cause I've got my faith put in its place Swept out the light beyond a trace 'Cause I took a look in their book And there's nothing about this life of mine For I am willing to believe Wishing to be strong, fighting on your side For I am willing to believe Swimming in your tide, crying your tears