Deep in my heart was an ember of longin kept warm by the flame of the desire A dream held in secret I yearned to hold openly fanned by my hope into fire It burned to such heat I could touch it no more So I put it away and then closed up the door Forever extinguishing all that would keep it alive But the dream never dies The lord has done this for me He has looked on me kindly He has heard all my cries he has given me back what I laid of his feet It must be god When the dream never dies Isn't it just like the lord to invite me To put all my dreams in his hands Forever releasing the grip that once held them Forever surrending my plans And then when he's certain it's not born of men He calls for the fire to rikindle again And he asks me to know in my heart What's not seen with my eyes So the dreams never dies