Hello you long shot, you dark horse runners, hairbrush singer, dashboard drummers, hello you wild magnolia's just waiting to bloom, there a little bit of all that inside of me and you, thank God even crazy dreams come true.
I stood on the bottom of some walls, I tought i couldn't climb, i felt like cinderella at the ball just running out of time, so I know how it feels to be afraid and think that it's all gone and slip away HOLD ON.
