Quilts, Coats, And Colors

I want to live simply like my father He never has much been for colors But I think That his colors are his children And I want to live fearlessly Believing nothing could ever hurt me If I'd just love If I'd just love relentlessly And I don't have an extravagant plan For who I'll be when I'm an older man But the best adventures Follow no maps And when I was born a quilt was sewn By the one who held my father Before he had grown Before he'd met my mother And more were made as our family grew A name is just a name But it holds me to you For there's love in every letter And my name says that I am light And I want to learn how to fight For the ones This dark world has barred from hope And I want to see with clear eyes To see beauty underneath Every painful disguise I want the bravery to dream But it's not the coat that makes the dreamer Nor the stitches of a quilt It's not the colors that you wear, son It's the colors that you've spilled When you fight When you fight When you fight Fight for love Oh when you fight When you fight When you fight Fight for love