What can I do with my obsession
With the things I can not see
It's a madness in my being
It's the wind that blows the tree
Sometimes your further than the moon
Sometimes your closer than my skin
You surround me like a winter fall
You come and burn me with a kiss
With the things I can not see
It's a madness in my being
It's the wind that blows the tree
Sometimes your further than the moon
Sometimes your closer than my skin
You surround me like a winter fall
You come and burn me with a kiss
And my heart burns for you
And my heart burns for you
And my heart burns for you
And oh forever, keep me burning, keep me burning with the fire of your love.
~ Jesus Culture
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