Is It Alright to Hope? π€β¨
Iβve been walking down this highway with my hood pulled to my eyes, Living more in shadowed corners than in open, honest skies. This morning light hit different hit a place I didnβt know, And it made me ask myselfβ¦ is it alright to hope? Is it alright to hope? Is it alright to smile? Is it strange to feel a little warm inside once in a while? Iβve been carrying this darkness like itβs carved into my bones So Iβm asking out loud nowβ¦ is it alright to hope? I never learned what joy felt like, never trusted brighter days, Every time I reached for something good, it seemed to slip away. So I kept my guard around me, kept my head down with the load, But today I caught a sparkβ¦ is it alright to hope? Is it alright to hope? Is it alright to smile? Is it strange to feel a little warm inside once in a while? Iβve been carrying this darkness like itβs carved into my bones So Iβm asking out loud nowβ¦ is it alright to hope? And maybe itβs the quiet, or the way the air feels new, But for the first time in a long time, I feel something breaking through. Maybe I could try believing that the light wonβt disappear, Maybe every step Iβm taking doesnβt need to drown in fear. Iβve been lost so long in shadows, didnβt know which way to go But Iβm daring one more questionβ¦ is it alright to hope? Is it alright to hope? Is it alright to smile? Is it alright to feel alive again, even for a while? Iβm still walking toward the sunrise with a softer kind of soul And for the first time in foreverβ¦ it feels alright to hope.
