Sweet, sweet girl dreamed some day she’d be a writer
Swore she’d never give up on her soul desire
But leaps of faith turned to shots in the darkness
Until she told herself that she’ll never be an artist
Don’t give up on you
I won’t give up on you either
Oh, I believe in you
I believe in your fever
Eight years old in an apple orchard
His best friend told him that his soul would be tortured
So he ran to his mother with the fear of religion
She showed him how to stand up and make his own decisions
Don’t give up on you
I won’t give up on you either
Oh, I believe in you
I believe in your fever
Don’t give up on you
I won’t give up on you either
Oh, I believe in you
I believe in your fever
Sue and her friend were lesbian lovers
They moved to Vermont so they could marry each other
In a little house in the woods, and the clover
They found the meaning of life and all of its wonder (hey!)
Don’t give up on you
I won’t give up on you either
Oh, I believe in you
I believe in your fever
Don’t give up on you
I won’t give up on you either
Oh, I believe in you
I believe in your fever
I put my faith in your fever
We put our faith in your fever