What can i do with my obsession?

with the things i cannot see

is there madness in my being

is it the wind that blows 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



and i'm so filthy with my sin

i carry pride like a disease

you know i'm stubborn God and

i'm longing to be close

you burn me deeper than i know

i feel lonely without hope

i feel desperate without vision

you wrap around me like a winter coat

youcome and free me like a bird

and my heart burns for you

and my heart burns for you.