Spending all your time wishing for the best,
Let me tell you something; it’s impossible.
Days wasting away as you hope and pray,
Yet no one and nothing is unstoppable.

Faith is strong as can, miming your beliefs.
You don’t need words to speak what silence can portray.
A plethora of undying love, but does it die with you?
Does it end with a last breath, on that very day?

Or does it live on in the air, in our breath, on the wind,
Blowing through the trees, through our souls and hearts and minds,
Dissipating as it moves, a trend towards disorder,
Fading, weakening as more hearts it binds?

Is it growing in our bones, our muscles and our blood,
Strengthened when we exercise, work our cardio?
Is it living in what we do, what we think and say,
Or see on the television, listen to on the radio?

Or as time goes by, is it murdered by its brother hate;
Its sister, a girl snapping at her best friend?
Is it eaten by the fire, by devils in disguise?
Can it survive forever? Can it last ‘til the end?

Can it face up to the cruelty, the fury, the pain?
Will it survive the violence? It seems impossible.
Yet it lives on in optimism, in a woman’s hope,
In the teenage belief, love is unstoppable.