Let’s name our child Fucker and hope that he doesn’t get made fun of.
Let’s put a red balloon in a room and hope it doesn’t touch one of the thousand spikes that line the walls.
Let’s build our house with sand and hope it never rains.
Let’s buy 3 dollar shoes from some second hand store and hope they last us through a week of hiking mountains in South America.
Let’s go to Las Vegas and hope we don’t lose 10 bucks on the strip.
Let’s hope as soon as we step in front of a camera we’ll be the next Leonardo Dicaprio.
Let’s eat all the burgers, chocolate and sour and sweet candy we can and hope we don’t gain weight.
Let’s hope we’ll get back with our ex in the next year.
I’ve got to believe it’s idiots hope, if I’m ever gonna let it go.
But how you supposed to let the hope go, if you truly believe in it?
Is that what makes it idiot hope?