| Little girl, only seventeen years old
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| Life just got in the way
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| Don't know what to say
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| She's heard it all before
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| Lying on her bedroom floor
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| Thinking my life has to be worth more
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| She dreams of going to New York City
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| Her heart's already there
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| But her head's fighting a war
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| Little girl, only seventeen years old
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| Looking for a star but it's just too dark
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| When streams get a little bit wider
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| And it's hard to swim across the water
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| And the scars get a little bit deeper
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| And a flame turns into a fire
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| Tonight whеn you need a way home
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| Someone to lеan on, some kind of hero
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| It's there when you look in the mirror
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| Staring back at you
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| There's a hero in you
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| You
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| You
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| There's a hero in you
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| You
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| You
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| There's a hero in you
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| Old man trying to make it on his own
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| Looking at the space where his wife once was
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| Wants to find just something to believe in
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| He hears a knock at the door this evening
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| She says I'm going to New York City to follow my dreams
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| Would you come with me?
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| Little girl, only seventeen years old
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| Looking at the stars in her granddad's eyes
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| And the streams get a little bit wider
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| But together they cross the river
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| And the scars get a little bit lighter
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| And the sky looks a little brighter
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| Tonight when you need a way home
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| Someone to lean on, some kind of hero
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| It's there when you look in the mirror
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| Staring back at you
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| There's a hero in you
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| You
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| You
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| There's a hero in you
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| You
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| You
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| There's a hero in you |