Faith

Dance to the beat of a different drum and never worry if you skip a beat
'Cause you'll always find the way back to the place you're s'posed to be, anyway
It's all a part of a big plan that some call heaven and hell
And others take for granted
Faith, where do you get yours?
Is it from an old musty book in your parents' drawer?
Faith, where do you get yours?
It's His grace that saves us a space in the place of our Lord
You can live in some little box, with walls all built of rules
Do not lie, do not cheat, do not sleep with Mrs. Steal
You don't have to see yourself, just look in your little book, and it will
Tell you how to act, no self searching, just the facts
Faith, where do you get yours?
Is it from an old musty book in your parents' drawer?
Faith, where do you get yours?
It's His grace that saves us a space in the place of our Lord
And so we dance to the beat of a different drum and never worry
If we skip a beat 'cause we'll always find the way back to the
Place we're s'posed to be, anyway
It's all a part of a big plan that some call heaven and hell
And others take for granted
Faith, where do you get yours?
Is it from an old musty book in your parents' drawer?
Faith, where do you get yours?
It's His grace that saves us a space in the place of our Lord (x2)