Verse 1] Ten years And twenty-seven dresses A calico kaleidoscope, scraps of her story sewn together Grandma made that suit of armor and I laid it on my bed Just a quilt that no one noticed, but I did Just a memory, a piece of me that meant everything Just things
[Chorus] When does a phoenix learn how to fly? Do I get my wings when I stop asking why? How do I start moving on and moving past Stop holding on, looking back When God's hell bent on making me a fighter? Forged in the fire
[Verse 2] Three days Seven pairs of hands It took searching for something more for me to understand That anything and everything, even the kitchen sink It's just things
[Chorus] When does a phoenix learn how to fly? Do I get my wings when I stop asking why? How do I start moving on and moving past Stop holding on, looking back When God's hell bent on making me a fighter? Forged in the fire [Bridge] But am I glass or am I iron? Will I last or will I tire? Can broken be beautiful again? Am I glass or am I iron? Will I shatter or rise higher From the ashes I've been burried in?
[Chorus] When does a phoenix learn how to fly? Do I get my wings when I stop asking why? How do I start moving on and moving past Stop holding on and looking back When God's hell bent on making me a fighter? Forged in the fire Forged in the fire
[Outro] New house Still smells like smoke A clean slate and stories just waiting to be toldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.