Hopes and dreams II act

Hope is the last resort
Of a desperate man
As he desperately fight
To get out of the hole
He created for himself

Lost opportunities
Lost caves of solitude
Where he was happy all alone
The shadows of the fire
Crypts through the air
That sound, that light
That kind of night
Awakes him to life
And he finds that

Hope is the last resort
Of a desperate man
As he desperately fight
To get out of the hole
He created for himself

He crawls out into the moon
Trees embrace him gently
The thin breeze cuddles his face
He is alive he realize
Now he cries out
Open his mouth but no sound is made
As he realizes that
There’s no time to go back
And he hopes, and

Hope is the last resort
Of a desperate man
As he desperately fight
To get out of the hole
He created for himself