| Newborn limbs, carry us back home
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| Take us with hope where we need to go
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| Each creaking step feels like it’s the first
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| Now we are born again
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| We walk again on this earth
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| Love has it’s own sacred berth
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| We share our strength, walk the empty street
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| Cruel sun above, stones beneath our feet
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| Your hand in mine, nothing will defeat us
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| Now we’re born again
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| We walk again on this earth
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| Love has its own sacred berth
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| We fly like doves in the sky
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| My love and I, we will fly
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| Love has a life of it’s own
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| Stronger than blood, flesh, and bone
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| Love has the power to endure
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| Love that is strong, bright, and pure
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| We walk again on this earth
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| Love has its own sacred berth
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| We fly like doves in the sky
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| My love and I, we will fly |