Hope
Brighter than the suns strong smile
Her eyes have been searching for miles.
Miles to go, miles to go*, oh how she wished she’d know.
Never stopping to take a breath,
Her uneven paces took her places she had never been,
But alas she still had not found her fire within.
How was she supposed to grow and shimmer
When the light in her eyes was growing dimmer…?
Miles to go, miles to go*, oh how she wished she’d know
Where to find that helping hand
That will hold her heart safe and help her stand.
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