Is your hope sitting on your shoulder?
Hiding in your hair?
Whispering in your ear
To remind you that it’s there?
Does your hope hold your chin up
When life’s pulling it back down?
Does hope help keep you happy
Battling your stubborn frown?
When your situation’s desperate,
And you feel terribly alone,
Just reach out for your hope,
The source of comfort all your own.
And if you hear one thing I say,
Listen hard and listen long,
If someone tells you that you’re hopeless,
Please inform them that they are wrong.