Thoughts like snowflakes

Dissolve

When they land in the sun

Turning their coldness into warmth

One by one

Leaving the shadow behind

Fire, that burns and revives

Brighten up and clear my path

From the embers of yesterday

I'll be born again, I'll be born again

The sun casts the stained glass ablaze

Breathing life into the pane

The colors burn but never change

Into dust

Blissfully fed by the light

Sometimes when I'm looking back

Sometimes when I want to give up

I think about the tears we cried

And survived

Sometimes when I'm looking back

Sometimes when I want to give up

I think about the tears we cried

And survived

Everything seems different when

The clouds disperse and the golden veil

Envelops my horizon's

Distant line

Fire, that burns and revives

Brighten up and clear my path

From the embers of yesterday

I'll be born again, I'll be born again