Hope

I hope to see your smiling face, to see the touch of fath. but in your hands my hope is dead, to cold to hear thy voice. I cry and scream to hear the hope, but only to be deined. come to me the voice of hope sing to me. but in your hands the voice dies with thy. pealse let me fly I want to hope I want to sing, but only to be dead inside make me want to cry. oh please hear my cry. carry on the wings of hope, but don’t let me die with thy. hear me scream hear me cry, but don’t let me die with thy.