A brown paper bag
A thirty-something tablet
To clean up my act, to keep it real candid
I sat down at the table
Took a pill from the palm of an angel
You said that it's good, it could save ya
I don't think I wanna do this
But I can't give in to my old ways
So go on honey
Hallelujah for a little faith
The laundry is turning
And everyday I've been hurting
I'm always too late or too early
Never on time
The plant has been dying
I've watered it twice I've been trying
Born green, with yellow and drying
I try once in a while
I don't wanna be a killer
But it died right there that day
So go on sonny
Hallelujah for a little faith
What's it gonna take? What's it gonna take?
Have a little faith, have a little faith
Going through your jewelry
I smile but I know you see through me
You knew who I was before I knew me
On the very first day
Now I know what you're onto
You were just looking for someone to talk to
A beautiful life to belong to
Now you're getting your way
I didn't think I'd want to be here
But something told me I should stay
So go on mother
Hallelujah for a little faith
What's it gonna take? What's it gonna take?
Have a little faith, have a little faith
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