Once up on a time,
there was a little girl named Hope.
About her will be the rhyme
and how she got broken.
All alone in the dark
she wasn't want by anyone.
In front of her was a little spark.
She tried to save it,
but there was nothing she could have done.
As it died she loudly cried,
despair was all around,
darker and darker got the night
and in her loneliness she almost drowned.
She tried to stop the burning pain,
tried to smile it away,
but when it started to rain,
her breath stopped anyway.
Long days were passing by,
but no one could see a sign.
The humans are too cold and their truth is a lie.
Poor Hope died there, without even tryin'.
There was another little girl, her name was Friend.
She had no reason to live,
but when she got to Hope in the end,
she started to believe.
When Hope opened her eyes,
her breath began to start.
Friend was there and her smile was kind and nice.
With her hand she pointed to Hope's heart.
A little spark, a bright burning flame,
the darkness left her so