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...