to be rock steady, a firm
So the storms of life won't turn my sights away.
First it begins with the yearnin',
Burnin' deep inside, inside your soul.
Always your thoughts keep a'churnin'
Turnin' always, always toward the goal,
Of surrendering control.
Feelings explode and excitement runs
Spirit of joy, fill my heart.
But it's day after day,
When the battles are fought.
I need the glow, not the spark.
(**** musical interlude ****)
(*** repeat chorus ***)