| I can hear them through the window
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| Singing out my name
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| They all laugh and sound so happy
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| Why so happy? |
| I don’t know
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| If I fail, if I don’t make it
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| Will their song remain the same?
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| Or will the echoes fade to make these streets sound silent
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| Once again
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| They say I’m the one
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| But what if I’m not the one who can save us
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| From the end of the world
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| Even though I must go, it’s important to know
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| I am scared, but I won’t let it show
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| What if I--if I never do what I did in my dreams
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| So many times
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| And I wonder will I ever say
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| Hey
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| If you tell me yours, I’ll tell you mine
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| A perfect stranger in a ticket line
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| Just like in the movies
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| Will he put his hand in mine?
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| And will I ever dance prom night away?
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| And throw my hat up high on graduation day?
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| I think it’s safe to say the best is yet to come
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| There’s somewhere beyond today
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| I can hear her in the kitchen, crying out my name
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| And how it breaks her heart
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| This brand new start will tear all she knows apart
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| I can hear him in the hallway, fallen to his knees
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| And the always strong and silent one’s
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| Not silent anymore
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| They say I’m the one
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| But what if I’m not the one who can save us
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| At the edge of the world
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| Even though I must go, it’s important to know but--
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| If you tell me yours, I’ll tell you mine
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| A perfect stranger with a pick up line
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| Just like in the movies
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| Will he put his hand in mine?
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| And will I ever dance prom night away?
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| And throw my hat up high on graduation day?
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| I think it’s safe to say the best is yet to come
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| Will someone ask my dad for his daughter’s hand
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| To make her princess of the promised land?
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| Just like in the movies, will I feel those butterflies?
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| Will I grow up to make my mother proud
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| Despite my rebel years when I was way too loud
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| I think it’s safe to say the best is yet to come
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| There’s somewhere beyond today
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| There’s somewhere beyond today |