following snowflakes with your hopes unfurled;
disclosing the words of your heart never spoken,
now uttered in silence but heard 'round the world.
the cry of your heart is the heart of the masses -
longing for one who will see and redeem.
you imagine that when you cry, you won't cry lonely,
but everyone knows that your dream's just a dream.
so speak it in silence, the pain of the world
or shout it from rooftops and voice what we know.
but everyone's thinking it, you've just been bolder.
though you hope in your heart, your heart's pain will still grow.