You got your hand on the door. And you're ready just to walk out. Well, the fight that you had. Filled your mind up with all this doubt. . And you're losing your mind.
Give me one million problems. And I promise I'll worry about them all. Give me twenty-four hours and I promise I'll fill them up. With all the things that are so small.
My friend Taylor she's an angel. Ten years old and beautiful. She's a living, breathing miracle. And she proves it everyday. 'Cause the odds were stacked against her from the day that she arrived here.
I wanna know. . I got a feeling as a matter of fact. It's like my whole world just came under attack. And I hear can a voice tellin' me to turn back. 'Cause I must be onto somethin'.