By Tricia Veldman
Don’t you give up now,
baby girl
you’ve got the world on your side
and when that imposter voice pipes up
remember all the tears you had cried
begging to arrive
at the grand palace entry way
which now you face
Yet instead of going in
you so nervously pace
Maybe it's easier to chase
than it is to seize
like a puppy with a rabbit
all you think to do is freeze
Because your excuses have expired -
you're at the point of no return
But you don’t want to go back,
baby girl
Remember your old world?
and that uneasy heartfelt sense
that there must be something more?
Darling, this is it:
you're standing at the door
Yet you’re terrified
of what's inside
what if there's no soft space to hide?
The throne looks shiny from afar,
but what if the seat is hard?
What if it's lonely at the top and…
Girl, you had better stop
with foolish defenses
that keep you playing small
Your destiny is ringing
and you had better take the call
Don't be afraid of your own gifts -
even Elsa got a grip
Why suppress your own power?
Why lay low in a high tower?
You wouldn't have been brought here
if you were not welcome in
But go ahead,
enjoy the porch
until you're ready to begin
No one will force you -
we all just want to see you win
But that doorknob can be turned
by your hand alone
and you have the strength to do it -
please may that be known!
It's not a strength of force
- you don’t have to push or pound or punch
Give a self-assured turn,
and darling… I have a hunch
that the weight will be lifted
the knob will twist with ease
the door gently glided open by the warmest breeze
of majestic angel wings
You're taken aback by the dazzling glow
but quickly your eyes adjust
Automatically you elevate
all you feel is trust
in yourself
in the world
in your path, baby girl
You never needed to fear
being blinded by the light
because you’ve got the world on your side
and your future
is bright