What have we ignored in our love? One day that I started realize The image I’ve been dreaming of Turned out that, you’re not that alike. So there’s a concern that I can’t stop: “Do we still love, or it’s no more? “If there’s no dream, if there’s no hope, “Bless her, O Lord!” – I desperately implored. Tired, despaired: that’s all we have That’s no true life, true love, I’d say Like the sea with all its storms and waves So hard to keep, so tough to stay! Then, at last, I turned to give up And, alas, you did not let go Maybe for me there’s still some hope And maybe, girl, it has to be you.
There's Hope Within Each Flower