She got this far
She got this far
Pink walls and a window
That faced the backyard oak
A little girl with big dreams
And words she never spoke
She'd write them in a notebook
Hide it under her bed
A whole world living quietly
Inside her little head
Nobody knew how loud it was
The silence that she kept
She prayed before the morning came
And cried herself to sleep
She started in a little girl's bedroom
Talking to the ceiling like it was God
She started with nothing but a feeling
That she was made for more than what she got
Every dream she tucked beneath her pillow
Every wish she made on broken stars
She started in a little girl's bedroom
And that little girl got her this far
Mama down the hallway
Daddy somewhere else
She learned to be her own comfort
Learned to raise herself
She danced in front the mirror
Pretending she was free
Not knowing that the woman she'd become
Was who she'd be
Nobody knew how loud it was
The silence that she kept
She prayed before the morning came
And cried herself to sleep
She started in a little girl's bedroom
Talking to the ceiling like it was God
She started with nothing but a feeling
That she was made for more than what she got
Every dream she tucked beneath her pillow
Every wish she made on broken stars
She started in a little girl's bedroom
And that little girl got her this far
See her now in everything I do
Every time I choose myself
I'm choosing her too
She didn't know it then
But she was building me
Every tear she cried in secret
Was a part of my story
She started in a little girl's bedroom
Talking to the ceiling like it was God
She started with nothing but a feeling
That she was made for more than what she got
Every dream she tucked beneath her pillow
Every wish she made on broken stars
She started in a little girl's bedroom
And that little girl got her this far
She got her this far
She got her this far
That little girl, she got her this far