When all seems lost and the hope in life is gone.
We wonder what is left to even live for.
I pray for a gentle breeze to calm this heart of mine.
To once again see the light of the early morn
and know that hope is there.
To see the birds and know my soul will be free of the pain.
And soar once more with a love that is new.
A love that is there as the storms crash to shore.
Never leaving me, only loving me.