H.O.P.E.
Mama I don't want to worry
About how I'm gonna make my money
I'm playin' my guitar and singin'
And dressing funny
I just want to say my feelings
To anybody that will listen
And maybe they can understand
This deposition
But I've got H.O.P.E all over me
When I seek and when I find
I should be up on that stage
Exposing secrets of my mind
Mama I don't want to worry
About how I'm gonna make a living
Cause melodies are all I have
Are they worth giving
But I've got H.O.P.E all over me
When I seek and when I find
I should be up on that stage
Exposing secrets of my mind
If I fail can you tell me
Will I still have the strength to stand by
And patiently just wait for freedom
Until I die