I think that my footsteps were too straight for you to follow growing up. And the times you did well things that I did wrong didn't earn you that much praise because of the times you followed your feet right off the map. And I don't know how you forgave me for always having to be right. Or why you never hit me when you grew too big for me to pick the fights. In the back seat of our car, on the way to Pennsylvania, you'd pretend to read and I'd try not to laugh. I'd boss you around and you'd scratch at my arms, so it's taken me eighteen years to realize, all this time you've been my better half. And I felt my stomach sink when I heard her tell you to study more like me. You're the one who's good at talking, but I'm trying to make them see. So now we go to the movies, and you point at all the faces and say, I can be like that, and I say you you don't have to tell me. And I know they think you're star struck, but I'm telling you right now, don't lose the one thing you are passionate about. And I don't know how you'll pull your way through this, but I can't fast forward you through there, the more you keep them laughing I think the less that they will try to compare.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
