Lyrics

born in the Summer
with this terrible fire inside
can't seem to get settled
so anymore I don't try

now I'm comfortable in my own skin
whatever that looks like to you
I'm the places that I've been
every face and story a tattoo

came up at Harvest
full of wanderlust within
hitched a ride in a truck bed
with a guitar, a couple of bucks, and greater expectations

now I'm comfortable in my own skin
whomever that may disappoint
I'm better off out there than in
not fearing the things left to unknowing

if you let love leave it will come back
maybe not in the same way as it left
if you let love leave it will come back
maybe not in the same way

wait out the Winter
every fork in the road buried deep
coals smoldering in woodsmoke
trailing a voice just out of reach
stirring in soft light
of Springtime's hide and seek
full of wonder and laughter
in each new day's awakening

now I'm comfortable in my own skin
I'm comfortable in my own skin
I'm comfortable in my own skin