Grew up in a small town and when the rain rould fall down,
I'd just stare out my window.
Dreaming of what could be, and if I'd end up happy.
I would pray.

Trying hard to reach out, but when I tried to speak out,
felt like no one could hear me.
Wanted to belong here, but something felt so wrong here.
So I prayed I could breakaway.

I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly.
I'll do what it takes til' I touch the sky.
And I'll make a wish, take a chance, make a change
and breakaway.
Out of the darkness and into the sun.
I won't forget all the once that I love, I'll take a risk.
Take a chance. Make a change and breakaway.


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