In the quiet of the night, a whisper takes flight,
Carrying dreams that shine so bright.
A single spark, a gentle flame,
A hope that spreads, never the same.
In every heart, in every soul,
A light that guides, a fire that grows.
We pass it on, from hand to hand,
The echoes of hope across the land.
Echoes of hope, they linger on,
In every heart, they make us strong.
Through every storm, through every pain,
The echoes of hope will rise again.
They light the dark, they guide the way,
A beacon of hope, come what may.
In the face of doubt, in the shadow of fear,
A quiet strength that draws us near.
With every smile, with every tear,
The echoes of hope, they're always here.
In every heart, in every soul,
A light that guides, a fire that grows.
We pass it on, from hand to hand,
The echoes of hope across the land.
Echoes of hope, they linger on,
In every heart, they make us strong.
Through every storm, through every pain,
The echoes of hope will rise again.
They light the dark, they guide the way,
A beacon of hope, come what may.
Hope's a seed, planted deep,
In the soil of dreams, where love can sleep.
With time and care, it starts to grow,
And its echoes, they begin to show.
Echoes of hope, they linger on,
In every heart, they make us strong.
Through every storm, through every pain,
The echoes of hope will rise again.
They light the dark, they guide the way,
A beacon of hope, come what may.
Echoes of hope, forever they'll stay,
In the hearts of those who've found their way.
Echoes of hope, forever they'll shine,
A light that leads, through all of time.