still and small

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--be with 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