Hold your fire --
Keep it burning bright
Hold the flame 'til the dream ignites --

A spirit with a vision is a dream with a mission

I hear their passionate music

Read the words that touch my heart
I gaze at their feverish pictures
The secrets that set them apart


When I feel the powerful visions
Their fire has made alive

I wish I had that instinct -- I wish I had that drive

Spirits fly on dangerous missions

Imaginations on fire
Focused high on soaring ambitions
Consumed in a single desire


In the grip of a nameless possession --
A slave to the drive of obsession --

A spirit with a vision is a dream with a mission...

I watch their images flicker

Bringing light to a lifeless screen
I walk through their beautiful buildings
And I wish I had their dreams


But dreams don't need to have motion
To keep their spark alive

Obsession has to have action --
Pride turns on the drive


It's cold comfort
To the ones without it
To know how they struggled --

How they suffered about it

If their lives were exotic and strange

They would likely have gladly exchanged them
For something a little more plain
Maybe something a little more sane


We each pay a fabulous price
For our visions of paradise

But a spirit with a vision is a dream with a mission...