Stop overthinking, Ellie, Stop your shaking, Ellie, Like you're gonna storm inside and tell them what’s on your mind. Let it go, Ellie… The harder you push, The more you just end up falling behind. You say it’s your mission, But maybe it’s not— You’re not a hero, you’re barely getting by. Just turn around, Ellie, Just walk away, You’re a nobody… at least you don’t have to try. But that little voice, That trembling choice, It whispers to me Like a quiet, stubborn light. And what kind of person would I be If I turned my back on what’s right in front of me? ’Cause this little girl With her tiny world Doesn’t even see How she’s shining so bright. And someone should stand right next to her, Hold her up strong when the world is unfair. This little girl Needs somebody brave who won’t run and hide… But instead she’s got me— Small, frightened me… And the hallway grows colder, And Ellie’s outside. Maybe I’m foolish, maybe I’m too shaky, maybe I am not the warrior she needs to win this fight. But what if I’m something? What if I can be More than the girl who just freezes in the light? I’ve spent all my life Trying not to try, Afraid to break or fall apart again. But she looks at me Like I could be Someone worth believing in. And this little girl, This precious swirl Of questions and hope Doesn’t know she’s seen at all. And what kind of heart would I have If I let her slip away, scared and small? This little girl Needs somebody strong to stand by her side— But she’s stuck with me, Timid little me… And another door closes, And Ellie’s outside.
