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Brooke Maruska
Brooke Maruska
Songwriter
Autumn Buysse
Autumn Buysse
Songwriter
Brandon Whitley
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 Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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