Someday,
                                                                ­   I hope  you  feel  the  way  I  felt  
                            ­                                   about  you,  I  hope  you  love  the  way
                                                              I ­ loved  you,  I  hope    you  fall  the  way  
I fell  for  you,  I  hope  
  you  ache  the  way  I  ache  for  y­ou,  I  hope  you  cry  
                                        ­             the  way  I  cried  for  you,  
Someday, I  hope  you
                                                               remember  the  way  I  remember  
                               ­                                                         you.

As a child they keep reminding  you of all the things you shouldn't be doing,
Don’t touch wet paint, It’ll leave a stain
Don’t run around in the halls, You’ll end up falling
Don’t play with fire, You’re bound to get burnt
Don’t speak to strangers, They’ll end up hurting you
But what they fail to mention is that that stain you get, it’ll wear out eventually.
That fall you had, you’ll learn to get back up.
Those burnt wounds, they’ll make you stronger, help you stand a little taller.
And the strangers we’re kept away from, those aren’t the ones we should be afraid of,
The people who hurt us the most are the ones closest to us.

Before we start yelling and things start flying off the walls.
I need you to hear this, I need you to listen.
I've changed, Im not the same person I was the day we met and neither are you.
Change is bound to happen, Change is good, Change means we're growing up.
Whether we grow up to be complete idiots or total geniuses, I don't have the answers.  But it wont matter because we'll never change to the point where we wont stay friends, partners, or whatever this is.You can change all you want, you can change your hair, the way you dress, how you take your coffee, you can change how you picture your future but I'll always be in it for the long hall. When you look back at the times you've had, I'll always be right by your side.
Before we start yelling, arguing about all these little things, I need you to listen.
I just hope you understand.

Everyone's asking if I've made it, you know to the place I've desperately waited for so long
but I can't seem to let go of the idea of saying yes,
I made it,
I became the person I was supposed to be,
I got the chance to live, love, and laugh,
I got the chance to be extraordinary because they believed in the girl who reached for the farthest stars.
Truth be told they didn't, I'm not who I want to be,
I'm stuck on the ground when all I want to do is fly and no I didn't make it.
Everyone keeps asking but I, well I just nod and smile cause how's a girl like me going to explain all the could've beens and should've beens to a bunch of unfamiliar faces.