When I was five years old I prayed/ to the good Lord that he bring, A blue-eyed baby sister, a perfect mini me. And I think God that he answered, cause what I didn't know, is when she was five that she would pray, to hear me on the radio.
before the light shined on me, before a crowd cheered my name, before I knew the person I would be or that I had the strength, before anyone believed I'd reach, this dream I am living in, my sister did.
Through the years I've been her Wanda, and I've been her Maryann. When I told her I had been Jolene, she held that secret fast. We fight for and with each other, we raised hell and then babies, and when I'm feeling life is small she tells me, that I am meant for bigger things.
before the light shined on me, before a crowd cheered my name, before I knew the person I would be or that I had the strength, before anyone believed I'd reach, this dream I am living in, my sister did.
when my nerves get the best of me, and I'm feeling out of place, she locks eyes across the room and says girl fix your Face. And I dig down deep and sing the songs, about our Long and winding road. And she still cries every time she hears me on the radio.
before the light shined on me, before a crowd cheered my name, before I knew the person I would be or that I had the strength, before anyone believed I'd reach, this dream I am living in, my sister did.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
