This road is winding, narrow and steep
And I can\'t keep walking with frozen feet,
My spirit is not willing;
My heart is cold as ice;
Thaw out my convictions;
The passion\'s left my life

I don\'t wanna be a flame
I wanna be a raging fire
Tired of my will, my way,
Your calling\'s higher!
Oh I know it\'s time I stopped running from the truth
So I\'ll stand here still, until I\'m filled
I wanna be moved, I wanna be moved by you!

Wanna be a rebel with a holy cause,
Stand against the Devil and hold up my cross,
You have a mission for me; a reason why I\'m here,
To radiate your glory, with sweet songs to your ears

I don\'t wanna be a flame
I wanna be a raging fire
Tired of my will, my way,
Your calling\'s higher!
Oh I know it\'s time I stopped running from the truth
So I\'ll stand here still, until I\'m filled
I wanna be moved, I wanna be moved by you!