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