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