What is hope without a wish?
About catching falling stars
Raining down from the night sky
Keeping them forever in glass jars.
What is love without a touch?
Like a blanket on bare skin
Covering us softly and gently
So we could be safe and warm from within.
What is happiness without a memory?
Captured forever in a photograph
Then collected in a little box
To revisit anytime with a laugh.
What is life without a vision?
To close our eyes and dream
All the paths that we could take
While sailing on a gentle stream.