I knew a man who wore his heart upon his sleeve
And not for lack of trying
Found he could not leave
This town behind
And here he stays
And alone he walks these empty streets
And desperately he stumbles as he seeks
Something he can’t find
Born to live, born to die
Born to fall, born to fly
I will give my spirit and my blood
Born to live, born to love I knew a girl
Who turned and looked the other way
Who never in her life had learned to say
The words inside her soul
But she knew
Oh, she knew her heart was gone
Stolen like the darkness from the dawn
Without a hand to hold
Born to live, born to die
Born to fall, born to fly
I will give my spirit and my blood
Born to live, born to love
Here I stand
Blinking in the blinding light
Fallen like the sparrow from his flight
And left alone
And now I see
Now I see without you I am weak
And all I ask is that you mend my broken wings
And bandage up my brittle bones
Give me strength to bear this load
But, let me try to fly back home
Born to live, born to die
Born to fall, born to fly
I will give my spirit and my blood
Born to live, born to love
Provo Music Magazine 