Denison Witmer - Born Without the Words lyrics

Oh my God i feel it in my blood
The warming of the winter
The coming of the flood springtime’s song
Born without the words waiting for a flower
Longing to be heard
Pushing it’s way out of the ground
Born Without The Words
Feelings too old to die young now
You can live your whole life in want
Comparing to another
As something that you’re not
Or you can fill the space
That you’ve been given
The space that was made for you
You and no one else
Pushing my way out of the ground
I’m ready for it
I’ve grown too old to die young now
I’m better for it born without the words
Waiting for a flower longing to be heard