The sunlight in your hair
The whisper in your ear
Of that little voice saying, “keep going”
The Music in your head
The box beneath your bed
Withholding the memories you’re not showing
The patter of little feet
On the heat of the concrete
Arriving with a brand new story to tell
The rain that’s in the sky
The bittersweetness of goodbye’s
The one leaving, begging others not to dwell.
So how is there hope
In the midst of all the mope
And the sorrows and joys brought on by life?
When all else is gone
And only one things stands strong
It's a little, four letter word we call hope
Sunlight brings a new day
Motivation chases the fears away
And music brings back feelings long forgotten
Goodbyes are not the end
Just a simple little bend
In the road we all take to where we're going
But one thing follows through,
Through the old and through the new
Never letting go or giving up
When all else fails
And only one thing prevails
That one thing is always hope