Love from which we draw our strength,
thus strength from which we draw our hope.
Then from these things comes all our fight,
It's how we live and how we cope.
While betrayal brings us hurt and pain,
which makes love try so hard to hide.
We also bring great strength from this,
As from our scars we draw new pride.
Thus from our pride comes newer strength,
combining with the strength of love.
A force that's even greater still,
And from said pain you'll rise above.
Now, my dear, look back, just smile,
look down upon the life you've lead.
Your life is changing, your strength's been found,
the weaker you is good as dead.
