for all my burning and desire i can t find you in the flame for all the shaking up i ve tried i can t find you in the quake oh for all my running in circles what have i become but a little tired hush i ll wait for you be with me through it all you spirit speak still and small for all the hot air that i blow i can t find you in the wind for all the things i think i know i know less than when i began and oh for all my running in circles what have i become but a little tired hush i ll wait for you bewith me through it all you spirit speak still and small oh for all my running in circles what have i become but a little tired on and on and on and on and oh for all my running in circles what have i become but a little tired hush now wait for a moment still and small and i hear you say hush now wait 