What a beautiful sight for the worn and weary eye
The glimmering light in the corner of a broken sky
Hope sweet hope like a star burning bright
When the sun goes down and the fears begin to fly

Hope’s not giving up
Hope’s not giving up
In a cold dark night she's not giving
Not giving up

Hold on tight this city's about to break
In the middle of the night lying there wide awake
Hope sweet hope how much more can she take
Being our strength when our hearts are out of faith

Bridge:
Hope is with me in my time of trouble
When it [bad word] crashing down she will stay
By my side digging through [bad word] 
She’s not giving up - not giving up - not giving up