Wildfire کے بول

With the Hallelujah spilling from your veins Any joy that's left laid bare on Christmas day The steady flow of tears that drain your face Saying 'every love I've found is leaving me the same' There's a choir of angels crowded in this place With every voice around you calling out your name From the depth below you're never too far gone From the dust come all things beautiful Sing into the sky I've had enough Of living lost Bring it in the night I'm coming home I won't let go When you sold the world your soul, it turned away And it's promise left you empty and unchanged It breaks me now to see you hurt this way From the dust you've been made beautiful Sing into the sky I've had enough Of living lost Bring it in the night I'm coming home I won't let go