Feels like I'm lost for the words Even when hints seem to curl at my doorstep If I drive and let the night time remind me How lucky I am to be free
Maybe the stars are just pinholes in a giant quilt The brightness lies behind if I uncover it Maybe that's how I define Reborn like an open sky Like a water plane to my forest fire Reborn like stainglass in the sun You saved my life from a colorless one From a colorless past you asked me To the paint store
My, my how the time seems to fly In the moments before sleep shuts my eyes If I stare out the window to where The night patiently waits for the day to appear And the distant storm is showing off lightning bolts Inventing cracks in the sky so the heavens show
Maybe that's how you define Reborn like an open sky Like a water plane to my forest fire Reborn like stainglass in the sun You saved my life from a colorless one From a colorless past You aked me to the paint store
Reborn Yeah Reborn Yeah reborn
Written by riley armstrong, flicker u.s.a. publishing (bmi)
Behind the song: "Reborn was written mostly on the side of the road (the ditch) in wyoming. the sunset was alive and I felt reborn." - riley armstrong
