Brooklyn and Austin

Well, her mama named her Brooklyn Lord only knows why. She never been East of the Mississippi. Raised here all her life. Just a small town Texas girl. Dreamin' of the lights of New York City. But if she can't never get there, maybe someday her baby will. Well, he never been to Texas but he knew down in his soul he was born to be a cowboy, ridin' in a rodeo. So he named his boy Austin. Plants a cactus in his brownstone windowsill. But if he never gets West of Jersey, maybe someday Austin will. Chorus: Funny how much you can pour your life, your soul, your dreams into who you love. Well, it takes all ya got and gives back more than you can take. Starts with a spark, burns through your heart, turns into a roaring flame. And if you're willin' to fuel the fire, forever you will never be the same. Laid over in St Louis, grounded by the snow. Had a Starbucks in the airport. He said, "Where you tryin' to go?" She said, "Austin." He said, "What? Funny that's my name!" And she said, "Hi. My name is Brooklyn". And he knew things would never be the same. Chorus: Funny how much you can pour your life, your soul, your dreams into who you love. Well, it takes all ya got and gives back more than you can take. Starts with a spark, burns through your heart, turns into a roaring flame. And if you're willin' to fuel the fire, forever you will never be the same. Now you don't have to have a crazy name to see your dreams fulfilled. Just ask Brooklyn and Austin ..... they named her 'Jill' Chorus: Funny how much you can pour your life, your soul, your dreams into who you love. Well, it takes all ya got and gives back more than you can take. Starts with a spark, burns through your heart, turns into a roaring flame. And if you're willin' to fuel the fire, forever you will never be the same.