Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brooke Maruska
Songwriter
Autumn Buysse
Songwriter
Brandon Whitley
Songwriter
Lyrics
You were winning over girls at eight years old
Drove the truck and trailer at ten
When the cool kids wanted you to fit their mold
You made the quiet ones your friends
And you took apart your KTM dirt bike
Just to put it back together again
When dad worked late and the storms got rough
You filled his boots and plowed the drive
When Grandpa got sick, I was giving up
You stayed and we prayed all night
And if you're doing all this at just fourteen
Imagine you at twenty five
Dream big, little one
Who says you, can't be a
Superstar or a racecar driver, the president or a firefighter
Dream big, little one
If anybody can reach the sun
It'll be you, you're never too old, never too young
Dream big, little one
Dream big, little one
When all of your friends go the easy way
I hope that you stand and fight
And when a stranger starts to raise his voice
I hope that you still stay kind
Go take over the world
But remember that you're always mine
Dream big, little one
Who says you, can't be a
Quarterback on the honor roll, a hellraiser with a gentle soul
Dream big, little one
If anybody can reach the sun
It'll be you, you're never too old, never too young
I forgot along the way
To stop being afraid
You've taught me to
Dream big, little one
Dream big, little one, oh
Dream big, little one
Who says you, can't be a
Groundbreaker, a healer, when no one believes be a don't stop believer
Dream big, little one
If anybody can reach the sun
It'll be you, you're never too old, never too young
Dream big, little one
Dream big, little one
Writer(s): Autumn Marie Buysse, Brandon Whitley, Brooke Lynn Maruska
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