Started rubbing sticks together
Thought a spark would take forever
Never dreamt this fire would appear
Moses saw the bush in flames
Heard the branches speak his name
Wonder if he felt this kind of fear
Cause I’m burning
I’m burning
And I know I’m gonna blister in these flames
I’ll stay here
Until this smoke clears
And I’ll find you in the ashes that remain
Used to be that I could say
My faith was one arms length away
From any flame that felt to warm
As for matches
I received a gallon full of gasoline
And now my cozy campfire days are gone
Now I’m burning
I’m burning
And I know I’m gonna blister in these flames
I’ll stay here
Until this smoke clears
And I’ll find you in the ashes that remain
“Knock with caution at the door.”
They said, “Beware of what you’re praying for.”
So I stand with my whole desire
In the middle of this forest fire
Till I’ve nothing left to show
And new life begins to grow
Cause I’m burning
I’m burning
And I know I’m gonna blister in these flames
I’ll stay here
Until this smoke clears
And I’ll find you in the ashes that remain
-Nichole Nordeman, Burnin'
Thought a spark would take forever
Never dreamt this fire would appear
Moses saw the bush in flames
Heard the branches speak his name
Wonder if he felt this kind of fear
Cause I’m burning
I’m burning
And I know I’m gonna blister in these flames
I’ll stay here
Until this smoke clears
And I’ll find you in the ashes that remain
Used to be that I could say
My faith was one arms length away
From any flame that felt to warm
As for matches
I received a gallon full of gasoline
And now my cozy campfire days are gone
Now I’m burning
I’m burning
And I know I’m gonna blister in these flames
I’ll stay here
Until this smoke clears
And I’ll find you in the ashes that remain
“Knock with caution at the door.”
They said, “Beware of what you’re praying for.”
So I stand with my whole desire
In the middle of this forest fire
Till I’ve nothing left to show
And new life begins to grow
Cause I’m burning
I’m burning
And I know I’m gonna blister in these flames
I’ll stay here
Until this smoke clears
And I’ll find you in the ashes that remain
-Nichole Nordeman, Burnin'
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