Hope...

Will you carry me home?
Keep loving my hidden soul?
Will you find a way through?
Hold on to a thing called hope...

Lost inside the mirrors and smoke,
Blurred images, I'm crawling back alone,
I hear the echoing voice of a beautiful you,
Hold on to a thing called hope...

I'm still here, maybe a little grey and old,
I'm still here, maybe a washed up stone,
Time has passed, but still I feel 22,
Hold on to a thing called hope...

You're the woman, my heart you hold,
The woman, to whom I write this poem,
With eyes white as snow, but still bright blue,
You're something beautiful,
A moment,
A timeless photo,
You're still here,
Now and forever,
My hope,
My love...