Hopes are just Hopes , at the end of the day ( extended version)

Hopes are just hopes, anyway[extended version

All the love that you never pour in your cup, 

Sits still in the corner of your heart

Sinking in the ocean of your worth

Sing a song that makes everyone else laugh

Sing a song that makes you cry

All the love that you never pour in your cup, 

Sits across at the edge of your stories , my love

All the love, you always thought was enough, 

Why didn't you pour in your cup? 

A girl in the street looked at you

A boy walked across to tell you that you look lonely

Your siblings go and have so much fun, 

Why couldn't you love yourself enough? 

Where is your home, boy? 

Is that your home, that looks like a cementary of joy? 

Give me your cup , give me your heart, 

But I can't give you, what you haven't ever hoped boy. 

green lanes, summer fairs

school friends, warm winter memories,

books & coffee cups, an autumn love ,

should I stay boy, only if you want me to,

cause I guess you will never know,

how does it feel to fill your cup & drink through it, 

even when storms comes your way, 

the cup never falls & breaks .

But 

hopes are just hopes, at the end of the day....

All the love that you never pour in your cup, 

Sits still in the corner of your heart

Sinking in the ocean of your worth

Sing a song that makes everyone else laugh

Sing a song that makes you cry

All the love that you never pour in your cup, 

Sits across at the edge of your stories , my love

All the love, you always thought was enough, 

Why didn't you pour in your cup?

I heard you like Manchester ,I heard you love London 

I want to take you to Tokyo, in the garden of cherry blossoms 

I want to kiss you in Paris, on Eiffel tower, in the libraries of French revolutionaries 

But you always wanna sit across the ocean , the beaches would never be in your lane 

in your stream of sadness ,you love to sing some chords of melancholia in madness

the mountains would always be caved in your pavement 

Should I leave boy and love someone stable ?

[ I guess I know the answer, we both know the it , boy]

Where is your home, boy? 

Is that your home, that looks like a cementary of joy? 

Give me your cup , give me your heart, 

But I can't give you, what you haven't ever hoped . 

Celestial dreams, tiny maroon gardens

Of kids playing the piano and broken guitar strings 

Kisses on cheeks, love bites on wrists

Now I must leave boy, I guess you will never know, 

How it feels to fall in love with yourself 

How it feels to sing this song even when it rains ,laugh at your pain, 

Isn't grief an another kind of sweet dream , felt alongside someone you love, with someone who loves you,

But 

hopes are just hopes, at the end of the day....

Leeza 

It ain't a love story, it is a story of love....