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