I Don't Relate To Sadness

i'll lift my eyes up from inside myself
no longer will i see in terms of me
for inside my heart is the promise of spring
and to speak of winter is to speak foolishly

my faith is the substance of things that i've hoped for
and the evidence of things not seen
for inside my heart is the promise of spring
and to speak of winter is to speak foolishly

in my soul there is fire it causes my heart to burn

since i met you, i no longer relate to sadness