Rolling hills will Adapt gently to my fatigue The path is exactly the distance I'll neglect So burn my feet, motions my ease I need them only as far As they'll carry me Do you believe in something good, oho Do you believe I could do something good Good for you I used to think that confessing out can save defeat But I just map based in the doubts that you cast on me So burn my feet, motions my ease I need them only as far As they'll carry me Do you believe in something good, oho Do you believe I could do something good Good for you I'll be good to you, good I'll be good to you, good I'll be good, good Good to you I'll be good Do you believe in something good, oho Do you believe I could do something good Good for you