
If I could dream about this again, the dream might turn real
and I pray that it does.
If I’m going to spend my life with someone, it will be with the soul
who mirrors mine and prays in all the same ways.
I can hope for love and for a bright future. Who I love is not a lie,
Is a dream come true.
Sometimes I need help and I cannot deny that.
A part of me wants a hand to hold and a chest to lie on.
It’s not wishful thinking. It will happen naturally. You will see it.
The World will see it. The World will always see love
Brighter than horrors that keep us up at night.
I can’t save myself, I can’t let another save me.
Being saved by love is the only way that I’ll be saved.
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