Golden
I wanna hear your voice coming out of my radio
And I wanna see your face on the billboard sign
cause I know how hard you try and I know sometimes it makes you cry
I just wish I could be there to bring you by
And i wanna hear you talking to me from a pay phone
telling me that dreams can turn real
Cause i been there before
I've been knocking at doors
and I know how that burns, I know how it feels
So go on, show 'em what you're made of
With all my heart I wish these things for you
That someday you, and all you put your hand to
Will turn golden
I wanna see you stand in the heat of the spotlight
I wanna you to fly far away from here
cause no matter where you'll be
I'll still have you right close to me
When I hold that transister up to my ear
Now go on, show 'em what you're made of
With all my heart I wish these things for you
That someday you, and all you put your hand to, will turn golden
So go on, show em what you're made of
With all my heart I wish these things for you
That someday you, and all you put your hand to, will turn golden