Текст The Spill Canvas – Firm Believer

I used to be a firm believer
Of heart ache
Until I woke to find the stitches
Mending the break.

I used to be a strong supporter
In every way.
Optimism was my creed,
Every day
But as the path began to wind
A reason for a smile was getting
So much harder to find

All this love
It doesn’t mean a thing
When it’s just yours…that I want
All this love, it don’t mean a thing
I’m spread so thin
I need something to believe in.

I used to be a firm believer
Of the greater good
Until I saw the sad parade of Hollywood
What a shame that we can’t see
The extent of what we know
Comes from magazines or some kind of screen

All this love
It doesn’t mean a thing
When it’s just yours…that I want
All this love, it don’t mean a thing
I’m spread so thin

I just can’t do this all alone
I could use a hand
All my hope, it turned to stone,
I think you understand…..

All this love
It doesn’t mean a thing
When it’s just yours…that I want
All this love, it don’t mean a thing
I’m spread so thin
I need something to believe in.

All this love
It doesn’t mean a thing
When it’s just yours…I want
All this love, it don’t mean a thing
I’m spread so thin
I need something to believe in.