Stars
I wish I could see the stars from my front porch
I wish I could see the stars from my window
But like moths to a flame
I seek fortune and fame
And I get burned by the city lights and nights alone
Yeah, that's not home
City girl with farm town roots
Rock a plaid shirt with combat boots
Bumpin Elvis Presley to Parkway Drive
With heavy breakdowns and gospel choirs
My tastes are a little bit complicated
I go with the flow but I'm just a bit jaded
Get down and dirty but I'm still a lady
Do what I please, yeah I know that they hate it
Why you gotta be so mean
I'm making my own way and living my dreams
All this momentum you can't slow me down
So prepare my throne I'm ready for the crown
I wish I could see the stars from my front porch
I wish I could see the stars from my window
But like moths to a flame
I seek fortune and fame
And I get burned by the city lights and nights alone
And that's not home
I came from a land far away
But it hasn't been no fairytale
I've lived in the badlands, baby
The outlaws they know me well
These days, I'm trying to turn this around
Out of my comfort zone into the sounds
Of busy streets and flashing lights
Where nobody sleeps at night
I wish I could see the stars from my window
But like moths to a flame
I seek fortune and fame
And I get burned by the city lights and nights alone
Yeah, that's not home
City girl with farm town roots
Rock a plaid shirt with combat boots
Bumpin Elvis Presley to Parkway Drive
With heavy breakdowns and gospel choirs
My tastes are a little bit complicated
I go with the flow but I'm just a bit jaded
Get down and dirty but I'm still a lady
Do what I please, yeah I know that they hate it
Why you gotta be so mean
I'm making my own way and living my dreams
All this momentum you can't slow me down
So prepare my throne I'm ready for the crown
I wish I could see the stars from my front porch
I wish I could see the stars from my window
But like moths to a flame
I seek fortune and fame
And I get burned by the city lights and nights alone
And that's not home
I came from a land far away
But it hasn't been no fairytale
I've lived in the badlands, baby
The outlaws they know me well
These days, I'm trying to turn this around
Out of my comfort zone into the sounds
Of busy streets and flashing lights
Where nobody sleeps at night
Credits
Writer(s): Megan Marchand
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