I'm a fly, I'll die tomorrow So give me all you've got I so believe, I so believe I'm a fly, I'll die tomorrow So give me all you've got And out here in this foreign place I have let you down I've fallen for a foreign face And I've fallen to the ground I've gone in blinding, scorching sun And fallen to my knees And I've forgotten what I believed And I so believe, I so believe In the good in all of us.