Echo against walls

I believe in the wind of our faces,
The light in our eyes.
And the sound of our voices as the echo against walls.
I believe in love at first sight, even if we are blind.
The fact that out hearts know just what way to turn.
That in the darkest of night our true friends hold a light.
And that the hate that grows only makes us stronger, and from it love will show.
I believe that we're all free, if we can just let ourselves go.
That life is our first blessing, and the breauty then grows.