Monday, April 6, 2009

What can i do with my obsession
With the things i cannot see
Is there madness in my being
Is it the wind that moves the trees?

Sometimes You're further than the moon

Sometimes You're closer than my skin

And You surround me like a winter fog
You've come and burned me with a kiss

And my heart burns for You
And my heart burns...for You

And i'm so filthy with my sin
i carry pride like a disease
You know i'm stubborn, Lord,
and i'm longing to be close

You burn me deeper than i know
And i feel lonely without hope
And i feel desperate without vision
You wrap around me like a winter coat
You come and free me like a bird

my love burns for You
and my heart feels for You
my life good for You
all i have burns for you, you
burns, burns, oh la la la la la la
my love burns for You
..
my heart burns for You..

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