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I wanna hear your voice comin' out of my radio
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 back
I wanna hear you talkin' to me from a pay phone
Tellin' me that dreams can turn real
'Cause I've been there before
I've been knockin' at the door
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
Someday you, and all you put your hand to
Will turn golden
I wanna see you stand in the heat of the spotlight
And I want you to fly far away from here
'Cause no matter where you'll be
I'll still have you right here close to me
When I hold that transistor up to my ear
Now go on, show 'em what you're made of
With all my heart, I wish these things for you
Someday you, and all you put your hand to
Will turn golden, oh
So go on, show 'em what you're made of
With all my heart, I wish these things for you
Someday you, and all you put your hand to
Will turn golden
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