Before you go
I just want you to hear this
I never told you
What my real name is
When I was young I would play defense
'Cause in my home love was a contest
But when you're looking deep in my eyes
All of the nightmares turn into lights
You helped me let go
Maybe I can make it, maybe I can make it
You pushed me to glow
Maybe I can make it, maybe I can make it
Traded my sword in for my spirit
I'd rather die than give up my freedom
One of these days I will have children
I'll teach them to question and to be fearless
And when I'm looking deep in their eyes
Won't need to hide behind my disguise
You helped me let go
Maybe I can make it, maybe I can make it
You pushed me to glow
Maybe I can make it, maybe I can make it
When I'm on a losing streak
And I'm feeling blue
I can read this letter
Think of you
Think of you
You helped me let go
Maybe I can make it, maybe I can make it
You helped me let go
Maybe I can make it, maybe I can make it
You pushed me to glow
Maybe I can make it, maybe I can make it
Artist: Joe Bonamassa
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