| [00:13.000] | She dreams of the country |
| [00:16.000] | Her eyes go far away |
| [00:20.000] | She wishes for happiness |
| [00:22.800] | The beauty of brighter days |
| [00:26.000] | Sometimes life seems so grey |
| [00:29.000] | So she sees it through different eyes |
| [00:32.800] | Like a flower pushing up through concrete |
| [00:37.000] | to thrive 'cause |
| [00:39.000] | She's always known |
| [00:42.500] | That there was something more |
| [00:45.500] | Like a hunger in her belly |
| [00:47.500] | Like an instinct tellin' her that there was something more |
| [00:52.000] | This living can't be called livin' |
| [00:54.800] | And it's really only half a life |
| [00:58.000] | She's a flower that grows despite cement walls |
| [01:02.000] | And she will survive |
| [01:08.500] | She will survive |
| [01:16.300] | She's a rare breed with rose petal lips |
| [01:20.000] | And leafy limbs |
| [01:22.500] | In conversations she looks for cracks |
| [01:26.000] | To dig her roots deep in |
| [01:29.000] | The waves comes up like daisies |
| [01:32.000] | She pushes her head to the sun |
| [01:35.000] | Says "I'm still me despite these circumstance |
| [01:38.500] | Says "the best has yet to come"cuz |
| [01:42.800] | She's always known |
| [01:45.500] | There was something more |
| [01:49.000] | Like a hunger in her belly |
| [01:50.500] | Like an instinct tellin' her that there was something more |
| [01:55.500] | This living shouldn't be called livin' |
| [01:58.000] | And it's really only half a life |
| [02:01.000] | She's a flower that grows despite cement walls |
| [02:05.000] | And she will survive |
| [02:12.000] | She will survive |
| [02:20.000] | Challenges do not define us |
| [02:22.800] | We are shaped by how we carry on |
| [02:26.000] | This is our opportunity |
| [02:28.500] | To decide the kind of women we want to become |
| [02:32.000] | And so, it is with great gratitude |
| [02:35.000] | And the strength of humility |
| [02:38.800] | We transform pain into victory |
| [02:42.000] | By digging our roots deep |
| [02:46.000] | And always know |
| [02:49.000] | That there is something more |
| [02:52.000] | there's this hunger in our bellies |
| [02:53.500] | Like an instinct tellin' us that there is something more |
| [02:59.000] | This living cannot be called livin' |
| [03:01.000] | And it's really only half a life |
| [03:04.500] | We are flowers that grow despite cement walls |
| [03:09.000] | And we will survive |
| [03:15.000] | And we will survive |
| [03:21.000] | And we will survive |