Jim Woodrow - Cold Nights Warm Stars

No matter your birth place, skin tone, or appearence,
letting your love shine, like a fire in the snow,
people may greet us, but fear could deceive us,
who knows if we live, but we haven't died yet.

But this world is our home and we're not here alone,
everyone's truth is their own interpritation,
that doesn't mean that everyone is lying,
we learn from our differences, some die trying.

Granted, life can have it's fearsome struggles,
if we survived so far, overcame fears that we knew,
we were wise to patiently question the truth,
sun, moon and earth are my fire, cold nights, warm stars.