Nine years old Dreaming of the sky I could see it, clear as day In my mind's eye Pure as gold Not afraid to try Player in it, bright and shy Do or die My mouth, a bruise I'm nobody's child to lose I thought you'd choose me Burning hotter Than I thought I'd be I can taste, through my tears You spoke to me Not what you said But what I've been left to scream I thought you'd choose me Not what you said But what I've been left to scream I thought you'd choose me