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Songtexte: Yolanda Adams. Believe. I Gotta Believe.

Ooh! Ooh!
Talk about it
Talk about it

You know life, has its ups and downs
(Talk about it)
Can turn your pretty face, to an ugly frown
Seems that when I face one thing, another one comes
Clouding up my vision, but I can feel the sun
I believe that I can do this, I know that I can win
Just as long as I have his love within

I believe that I can make it, I can make it through the night
I believe that I can walk on, with my head held high
I believe that I am special in every way
But in order to have my victory, I gotta believe, ooh
(Take your time and tell me when to make it)

I have to see myself at the finish line
(Talk about it)
I have to visualize that everything will fall in line
(Talk about it)
I have to visualize the land while riding through the storm
I have to trust in my father and open up my heart
I know that I can do this I know that I can win
Just as long as I have his love within

I believe that I can make it, I can make it through the night
(I believe, ohh ooh)
(I believe I can walk on with my head held high)
I believe that I can walk on, with my head held high
(I believe that I am special, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
I believe that I am special in every way
But in order to have my victory

Ohh! Heartbreak
(I can handle it)
And heart pain
(I can handle it)
Being let down
(I can handle it)
No one's around
(I can handle it)

I believe I can
(I can handle it)
I receive I can
(I can handle it)
And now I'm walking right into my victory

I believe that I can make it, I can make it through the night
(I believe that I can)
(I believe I'll walk on, walk on, walk on, walk on)
I believe that I can walk on, with my head held high
(I am special yes I am, oh oh oh ho)
I believe that I am special in every way
(And in order to have victory)
But in order to have my victory
(Everybody help me say)

I believe that I can make it, I can make it through the night
(Oh, I believe)
(Oh, I believe)
I believe that I can walk on, with my head held high
(I'm gonna walk on with my head held high)
(I believe that there no body like me)
I believe that I am special in every way
(And in order for me to victory)
But in order to have my victory
(I gotta believe, yeah)