I drew a peace sign on my baseball boots July 1975 I was listening to 'The Basement Tapes' Happy to be alive Drugs are for the rich and strong And they'll leave them weak and poor For there are many years I can't recall That left me sleeping on your floor Give me something to believe in Oh God, something to believe in Oh God, give me something to believe in And at the time I was a young, young boy Barely 42 I didn't know only love could break your heart I didn't know what love could do So when the phone went dead in the living room In the sunshine over Gramercy And when the tears fell and the sky went dark And on the peace march we wrote poetry Give me something to believe in Oh God, something to believe in Oh God, give me something to believe in Give me something to believe in Oh God, something to believe in Oh God, give me something to believe in