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