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She left wounded just like that
Left that home because she chose to dream
And after ten sermons, she earned her freedom

Poor devil, who would have thought
That her wings would open over the sea
Against the wind and against what others say
She goes alone
Poor devil, as her dad well said
Go, my girl, go after your truth
There's a world out there that wants to hear you sing
Don't wait any longer, here it goes

She changed her life, faced reality
Saved up a few more coins for the journey
A half-star ticket to happiness

Poor devil, who would have thought
That her wings would open over the sea
Against the wind and against what others say
She goes alone
Poor devil, as her dad well said
Go, my girl, go after your truth
There's a world out there that wants to hear you sing
Don't wait any longer, here it goes

And she endures the charade, the screams, the waiting, and the loneliness
It will pass
She knows it's worth fighting
And wearing out her shoes because one day it will come

Poor devil, who would have thought
That her wings would open over the sea
Against the wind and against what others say
Look at her, look at her
Poor devil, as her dad well said
Go, my girl, go after your truth
Get on stage because it's time to sing
It was worth it and here it goes
It was worth it