Lyrics

Little me
Had her feet on the tv
On the floor
Messy hair and missing teeth
Knew every word
From Madonna to mariah
In her room
Coming up with full routines
Older me
She can see the game has changed
Now it’s numbers,
it’s the money,
its the fame
Going back to ask your little me
not so sure that’s who she wannabe
Instead she
Running back-and-forth from state to state
Window seat, aint no paper planes
Coming with the drip to wear on stage
Back to the crib, hey Sleepyhead
That 9-5 felt unalive
Dinner party’s and ladies night
Only suggestions, no advice
If you’re in the crowd, then scream one time

Chorus
I’m finding my seat in the limelight
I’m writing it down on my own time
no idea, what it’s like to be known
Just a girl who can sing a few songs

little me, little me
are you listening?
little me, little me
are you listening?
little me, little me
are you listening?
little me, little me
are you listening?

Current me
she’s realizing more
Parts of life
Getting harder Ignore
She has some questions
Still things she wants do
She still learning to appreciate the View
Current me
Understands that things might change
Keep it simple
Don’t go overthinking things
Just remind her
Wherever she goes
Little me is who she does it for