Believe

...

When there is no hope,

No star to follow;

You loose your way

And your heart is hallow.

...

When there is no love,

No hand to hold;

You loose your way

And your soul is cold.

...

When there is no reason,

No point in being;

You loose your way,

And your mind is fleeing.

...

When there is still hope,

A star still shines:

You find a path

Among the vines.

...

When there is still love,

A hand to hold;

You find a path

And escape the cold.

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When there is a reason

A point in being;

You find a path

And learn that seeing

Is not always believing.