Hey little aspiration, where have you been?
Confidence joins us on this fair night.
Wishes, expectations, and ambition grow from the roots of the earth.
Aimed with a plan, hope is in sight.

To dream once more and long, and yearn, and let the heart burn.
Hankering for a brighter day.
We now crave like never before.
Optimism litters the day.

You aspire, I desire.
In faith we both trust.
Our joined conviction bonds expectation’s belief.
Conviction casts aside doubt to dust.

Have in mind that intent is in our grasp.
An assurance hugs deep within my heart.
There is a bright light at the end of the long-walked tunnel.
The grounds for hope a tuned-up fresh start.