(Chris DeGarmo)
    A child alone in Daddy's room
  The gun was hidden their
  No one home to catch me when I fall
    A young man now in a private chair
  I've seen the world through a bitter stare
  But my dream is still alive
  I'm going to be the best I can
    I want to be a busy man
  I want to see a change in the future
  I'm gonna make the best of what I have
  I want to write for a magazine
  I'm gonna be the best they've ever seen
  I know I'll win if I give it all I can
    CHORUS
  I won't let go, gotta make the grade
  No, I won't let go
  to be the best man, the best man that I can
    Back street hoop star you've got it good
  You uwere the wonder of the crumbling neighborhood
  Now taking bids on the next six digit plan
  Showed me that my will survived
  The tragedy that came into my life
  Giving me hope and the new start
  That I have
    CHORUS
    Step by step I dream the plan
  >From my chair to walking man
  This constant dream is on my mind
  Caaase the light I see ahead
  Luminate the path I tread
  I live to be the best I can
    Now I'm moving forward
  And I'm never looking back
  Straight ahead, focused on the big attack
  On a roll and I'm never slowing down
  I won't be torn between
  The man in the chair
  And the man that's in my dream
  I'm going to melt the two men into one
    CHORUS
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