Steven Curtis Chapman. Children Of The Burning Heart. Zeneszám

We were the dreamers, boys on the wild frontier
The new believers with nothing in the world to fear
We had discovered the treasure of the love and the grace of God
And it burned like a fire in our hearts and we would

Throw back our heads and run with the passion
Through the fields of forgiveness and grace, we carry the eternal flame
With undying hope and a blazing conviction of a truth that would never fade
We were glowing in the dark, children of the burning heart

And now for the dreamers and those who have dared to believe them
Flames call us deeper into the great mystery
For as we draw near to the Father, we are lost in this one desire
To be wholly consumed by His fire

Throw back our heads and run with the passion
Through the fields of forgiveness and grace, we carry the eternal flame
With undying hope and a blazing conviction of a truth that will never fade
We are glowing in the dark, children of the burning heart, oh yeah

So come on let's throw back our heads and run with the passion
Through the fields of forgiveness and grace, we carry the eternal flame
With undying hope and a blazing conviction of a truth that will never fade
We are glowing in the dark, children of the burning heart
Keep on glowing in the dark, children of the burning heart

We are the children, we are the children of the burning heart
We are the children, we are the children of the burning heart
We are the children, we are the children of the burning heart
We are the children, we are the children of the burning heart