Anyway

I believe in raindrops
and little specks of dust
and that feeling you get when you've run out of luck,
but you go on anyway

I believe spiders don't simply spin a web
but that they dream in and out
of their tiny little head
and go on anyway

I believe where there is trouble
a healing hand will mend
that sometimes hope is simply doubled
when a heart begins to beat again
it goes on anyway

little things in life are shared
when one by one they disappear
through windows and doorways
too old to be seen
and held onto closely
a what might have been
and still it goes on, any way