Coins in a Fountain

Fear is dark but my love is a lantern Shining up like coins in a fountain Hope is a tree sitting on a mountain where the grass don’t grow There’s a sad old sea but my love is an island Wild and free like the hills in the highlands Hope is a breeze that brings me back to dry land Where the flowers grow Love is a baby born Love is the last unicorn Love is the only song i’ll sing Hate is a poison Love is a remedy Singing out like the sweetest of melodies Hope is a ghost in the deepest of memories Stronger than ten of me Fear is the enemy In the dark and it creeps like a shark In the coldest sea In the deepest part but Hope is the beat in the oldest heart A hand in a hand and a brand new start Love is a fireside Warm on the coldest of nights Love is the only song I’ll sing Love is the truest of words Love is the last winter birds Love is the only song I’ll sing Oh I’ll sing Til I can’t sing no more Oh I’ll sing Til my throat is sore