You have the cool clear eyes of a seeker of wisdom and truth
Yet there's that up - turned chin and the grin of impetuous youth
I believe in you, I believe in you
I hear the sound of good solid judgment whenever you talk
Yet there's that bold, brave, spring of the tiger
That quickens your walk
I believe in you, I believe in you
And when my faith in my fellow man
All but falls apart
I've but to feel your hand grasping mine
And I take heart, I take heart to see
The cool clear eyes of a seeker of wisdom and truth
Yet there's that slam, bang, tang, reminiscent of gin and Vermouth
I believe in you, I believe in you
I believe in you, I believe
