Spark Sixty-two To be and do What I can A crazy man Having seen From in between More or less Incredulous At the way It is today Crazy too But cruelly And never Like this ever This is it Is what I get To regret But be at the Conquest of Absurdity Without love And without me Let me be Me far away Since I doubt It count me out Since I know Hate is too small To be great Since love goes on After all And I can wait From afar A fallen star That let go But is not gone Open eyes Hope like a spark In the dark By love I rise In the end By love transcend Until then I wait for fate Let it fall Of its own weight Sixty-two To be and do Until when Love transcends hate Someday to Be free again Steven Curtis Lance