Mitt mod.
Att inte våga säga något, att inte vara stark.
Bara gå omkring helt ensam, bara på min mark.
Aldrig vågat ställa mig upp och visa vem jag är.
Aldrig vågat säga ifrån, säga hur det är.
Men nu idag, nu känner jag. Nu känner jag att
jag har mitt mod.
Aldrig vågat tycka, om saker som inte är bra.
Aldrig vågat resa på mig och visa hur det ska va.
Att inte våga göra något är inte den jag vill va.
Det måste väl finnas något mod. Det måste jag väl ha.
För nu idag, nu känner jag. Nu känner jag att har
mitt mod. För nu idag, nu känner jag. Nu känner jag
att jag har mitt mod.
Nu vill jag skrika. Skrika vad jag vill.
Nu vill jag hoppa. Av glädjen som är min.
För jag är inte den tjejen som inte vågar säga något.
Nej nu är jag tjejen som vågar säga vad jag vill.
För nu idag, nu känner jag. Nu känner jag,
att jag har mitt mod.
Don't stop believing
Just a small town girl
Livin' in a lonely world
She took the midnight train goin' anywhere
Just a city boy
Born and raised in south Detroit
He took the midnight train goin' anywhere
A singer in a smoky room
A smell of wine and cheap perfume
For a smile they can share the night
It goes on and on and on and on
Strangers waiting
Up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching in the night
Streetlight people
Living just to find emotion
Hiding somewhere in the night
Working hard to get my fill
Everybody wants a thrill
Payin' anything to roll the dice just one more time
Some will win, some will lose
Some were born to sing the blues
Oh, the movie never ends
It goes on and on and on and on
Strangers waiting
Up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching in the night
Streetlight people
Living just to find emotion
Hiding somewhere in the night
Don't stop believin'
Hold on to that feelin'
Streetlight people
Don't stop believin'
Hold on
Streetlight people
Don't stop believin'
Hold on to that feelin'
Streetlight people
Livin' in a lonely world
She took the midnight train goin' anywhere
Just a city boy
Born and raised in south Detroit
He took the midnight train goin' anywhere
A singer in a smoky room
A smell of wine and cheap perfume
For a smile they can share the night
It goes on and on and on and on
Strangers waiting
Up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching in the night
Streetlight people
Living just to find emotion
Hiding somewhere in the night
Working hard to get my fill
Everybody wants a thrill
Payin' anything to roll the dice just one more time
Some will win, some will lose
Some were born to sing the blues
Oh, the movie never ends
It goes on and on and on and on
Strangers waiting
Up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching in the night
Streetlight people
Living just to find emotion
Hiding somewhere in the night
Don't stop believin'
Hold on to that feelin'
Streetlight people
Don't stop believin'
Hold on
Streetlight people
Don't stop believin'
Hold on to that feelin'
Streetlight people
