I dare to dream!
The agony deep inside me fumes,
as darkness around me looms.
My world is crumbled as it seems,
and yet I dare to dream.
I stand and gape, find no escape,
and soon despair eclipse.
Though dented is my self-esteem,
but still I dare to dream.
No friend approach and hold my hand,
forthcoming is my abyssmal end.
Desparately I gather my shattered hopes,
then why do dare to dream?
I weep and pray all through the night,
I call you Jesus with all my might.
My heart is swollen upto the brim,
Oh! still I dare to dream.
Ceaseless though my grief appears,
for me my God is always there.
One day I know I will cross the streams,
and so I dare to dream.
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