Golden

I wanna hear your voice coming out of my radio

And I wanna see your face on the billboard sign

Cause I know how hard you try and I know sometimes it makes you cry

I just wish I could be there to bring you by

And i wanna hear you talking to me from a pay phone

Telling me that dreams can turn real

Cause i been there before

I've been knocking at doors

And I know how that burns I know how it feels

So go on show 'em what you're made of

With all my heart I wish these things for you

That someday you and all you put your hand to

Will turn golden

I wanna see you stand in the heat of the spotlight

I wanna you to fly far away from here

Cause no matter where you'll be

I'll still have you right close to me

When I hold that transister up to my ear

Now go on show 'em what you're made of

With all my heart I wish these things for you

That someday you and all you put your hand to will turn golden

So go on show em what you're made of

With all my heart I wish these things for you

That someday you and all you put your hand to will turn golden