Speak my mind.

"What can i do with my obsession?

With the things i cannot see

Is there madness in my being? 

Is it 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. 

You come and free me like a bird."

And my heart burns for you. 

And my heart burns. "

Words by Martin Smith