Coming Through

Hello Mark.
 This is your conscience speaking.
 Silently whispering while you're weeping:
 "Hold on hope... hold on hope..."
 Hello Mark.
 This is your conscience pushing.
 Constantly reminding you
 while love's been blinding you:
 "Hold on hope... hold on hope..."
 There are days when your ways
 are so exhausting, I run away.
 Hello Mark.
 This is your conscience coming through.
 Hello Mark.
 This is your conscience screaming.
 Angrily shouting while you're doubting:
 "Hold on hope... hold on hope..."
 There are days when your ways
 are so exhausting, I run away.
 Hello Mark.
 This is your conscience coming through.