如果不是伤疤被现实狠狠揭下                            
                                    何时才会明白挫折的伤害多大
                                    如果不是梦想被现实踩在脚下                                     
                                    才会压垮那些看似坚强的脊梁                                                             
                                    又怎么会明白执着的人
                                    有一双隐形的翅膀
                                    带着我们在逆境中学会坚强
                                    带着我们在无奈中寻找希望
                                    在那段灰色岁月里
                                    将眼泪留在心上
                                    开出一朵被称为勇敢的花
                                    可以在绝望的时候
                                    闭上眼睛刚收到一种希望的芬芳
                                    回忆最初小小的梦想
                                    给我最初大大的坚强
                                    最想要到达的终点
                                    怎么能在半路就返航
                                    实现了心中真正的渴望
                                    才算到达了梦中的天堂
                                    就算身心已残破不堪
                                    那不屈的意志也会支撑着看似柔弱的脊梁
                                    这从不肯认输的灵魂
                                    也会追随着这最初的梦想
                                    永远……永远……