A sleepless night, spent trying to find answers,
which would only reveal with time.
I look up at the sky, not a star to guide,
there's only the darkness of the night.
But this hope still survives....
Even this sadness has a role,
even this pain will make me grow.
For all things were written before time,
there's a touch to them, that is divine.
So when the sun rises tomorrow,
this heart will again smile.
And this hope will still survive..