Verse 1
Fuel this unholy flaming,
Words, ballistically taming,
If, you could feel it,
You never would see it through,
‘Cos everything burns for, burns for you.
Verse 2
News, consistently shaming,
But what am I to do?
It’s a wasteland, let’s find the right way through.
There’s a sorrow, a never ending truth,
That everything burns for, burns for you.
Chorus
Instead of hurt, just let your love grow,
….and then you’ll see
That it’s your choice, to be free….. or captive inside me,
You are free, you are free …….. (ad lib)
Written by Colin M Potter