Its life that gives us hope,
It’s love that saves our soul.
Its friendship that gives us the joy,
But these things usually end up as a lie.

Then what is it that makes us believe?
What is it that I give my self to thee?
For it’s nothing that I gain,
And everything that i loose.

I guess that’s something, something good.
Something that it itself says.
Cause when it goes happiness stays.

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