Little girl, only 17 years old Life just got in the way, don't know what to say She's heard it all before, lying on her bedroom floor Thinking, "My life has to be worth more" She dreams of going to New York City Her heart's already there but her head's fighting a wall Little girl, only 17 years old Looking for a star but it's just too dark When streams get a little bit wider And it's hard to swim across the water And the scars get a little bit deeper And a flame turns into a fire Tonight when you need a way out Someone to lean on, some kind of hero He's there when you look in the mirror Staring back at ya There's a hero in You, you, you There's a hero in you You, you There's a hero in you Old man tryna make it on his own Looking at the space where his wife once was Wants to find there something to believe in He hears a knock at the door this evening She says, "I'm going to New York City to follow my dreams Would you come with me?" Little girl, only 17 years old Looking at the stars in her grandad's eyes And the streams get a little bit wider But together they cross the river And the scars get a little bit lighter And the sky looks a little brighter Tonight when you need a way out Someone to lean on, some kind of hero He's there when you look in the mirror Staring back at ya There's a hero in You, you, you There's a hero in you You, you There's a hero in you (You, you)