Swan

Walking by yourself in the cold, cold winter

Wrapped up in your coat like it's a magic blanket

You say, "No matter where I go, they all look like strangers"

You see the world only seems the fairytale that it isn't

Dream on, dream on

There's nothing wrong

If you dream on, dream on

Of being a swan

But I know you're thinking

And now you're looking at the sky, talking to your angel

Could he turn this dirty street into a flying carpet?

But then you say, "I am not scared of anything"

Such a shy lie, silent as the snow that is falling down

Dream on, dream on

There's nothing wrong

If you dream on, dream on

Of being a swan

But I know you're thinking

"Am I gonna make it through?"

Dream on, dream on

There's nothing wrong

If you dream on, dream on

Of being a swan

But I know that you're thinking

"How am I gonna make it through?"

You're on the run, you don't look back

So what did you see? Now, what did you get?

And you're on the run, trying to forget

But in the end, is it so bad?

Go, girl, go

Go, girl, go

Go, girl, go, girl

Go, girl, go

Go, girl, go

Go, girl

Go

Being a girl

Being a girl

Being a girl

Being a girl

Being a girl

Grazie!

Thank you