Citadel of hope
Citadel of hope
I rest in thee
From these lonesome troubles
A flame burns in my heart
A small flame it is
But it keeps me warm in this cold world
It keeps me company on dreary and weary days
It tells me all is gonna be alright
I trust in you flame in my heart
But I fear deep down, the day the flame burns out on its last jar of gasoline
What will be left of me when it runs out
Will I be able to pass through each dreary day
Cos my heart breaks so easy
Cos am so sensitive to pain
I pray you never run out my soothing flame
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