As a little girl, hope to meet prince charming
But as the days go on, her sense of wonder's fading, fading..
Cause there's no lightning strike, no doors held open
Why put up a fight? Why waste time hoping? Hoping…
It's the life he knows, 7am every morning
Same car, same clothes, same cup of joe from the same tim horton
And he used to dream, even if he don't remember
But this old routine, will be the suit that he wears when they put him under
Youth needs to know, that their hands can make the difference
And then push so hard, only to be defeated by their own resistance
‘Cause change is slow, waiting on love such a gamble
But don't dig that hole my friend, cause complacency is not inevitable
Little girl keep your head up cause if you know your worth, the right one can find you
Old man know you're fed up, take off the clothes you wear; they only confine you
Young man school your anger, you'll only change the game if rage is behind you
I do know your name, yes I do know your name.