Tell me when you're sad
I wanna make it cool again
I know you're feeling bad
Tell me when you're cool again
Who'd have ever thought of it
Who'd have ever dreamed
That a small-town girl like you
Would be the boss of me?
We fly through the night
The tears on your lips
Life has your mind and soul
It spins on your hips
Who'd have ever thought of it
Who'd have ever dreamed
Who'd have ever thought of it
Who'd have ever dreamed
That a small-town girl like you
Would be the boss of me?
Would be the boss of me?
Would be the boss of me?
You look at me and you weep
For the free blue sky
I look to the stars
As they flicker and float in your eyes
And under these wings of steel
The small town dies
Who'd have ever thought of it
Who'd have ever dreamed
Who'd have ever thought of it
Who'd have ever dreamed
That a small-town girl like you
Would be the boss of me?
Who'd have ever thought of it
Who'd have ever dreamed
That a small-town girl like you
Would be the boss of me?
Would be the boss of me?
Would be the boss of me?