She s standing with a record in her hand
She s really cool or just another fan
I know looks are deceiving
But I am caught by those eyes
I make myself start believing
There s something special inside

It s my screen test, 30 seconds or less
To prove that I am not
Like all the rest and I am me
Every thing needs a start
So if I can
Find my heart, heart
And talk to you

She s standing with a dazed stare
Ignorance or she just don t care
I know looks are deceiving
But I am caught by those eyes
I make myself start believing
There s something special inside

There might be a wall or
Just no one there at all
It s the chance I take
I like to gamble
All over the world there s no
Answers so I am, waiting
Waiting trying to talk
to you

She s standing with another man
He s real possessive or he s just real mad
I know looks are deceiving
But I am caught by those eyes
I make myself start believing
There s something special inside

When I was a kid . . . . .