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…