Hope finds me
Like a lurking child
fingers wiggle under the door crack
Shards of light break through
Hope finds me
A glimmer of sunlight
Reflecting off a droplet of dew
It makes home in my heart
Whether I like it it not
-Saschia
Hope finds me
Like a lurking child
fingers wiggle under the door crack
Shards of light break through
Hope finds me
A glimmer of sunlight
Reflecting off a droplet of dew
It makes home in my heart
Whether I like it it not
-Saschia
