Abelard

When the day is dark and empty

When the pouting sun has gone astray

I seek out what's deep inside me

To find that fire that lights my way

Fire, that clarifies my vision

Fire, that strengthens and makes new

Pure, refine my decision

To do what only I can do

Where the bridge is broken, I'll put new stone

Where the truth is hidden, I'll make it known

Where the metal's tarnished, I'll make it glow

Where the fountain stopped I'll make it flow

Where the candle's out I'll find new light

Where the wise are blind I'll be their sight

Where the grape is sour I'll bring new wine

Where the task is hopeless I'll make it mine

To find that rose without a thorn

To shape new worlds yet to be born

To feed my passion with desire

And show the world I'm made of fire

Where the king fears war, we'll work for peace

Where injustice prevails, I'll make it cease

Where the stanger's homeless he'll be my guest

Where the merchant's weary I'll find him rest

If the world stands still I'll make it dance

If the dream seems hopeless I'll take a chance

If the orphan's hurt I'll right his wrong

If the music dies, I'll sing my song

After all that must be given

I know I will never tire

Of sharing dreams for which I've striven

And show the world I'm made of fire

Of fire