Little Girl Video (MV)

Brown boxes stacked in a row, ten nights to go
I lay on the oak-wooden floor, so I can hear them below
Pack up the last few frames of smiling faces
This big white room doesn't hold me now

Mother will sing the songs we used to know
And my Father says it's time to let go

Believe me, I'm ready
I was always meant to grow
Believe me, I'm ready
For I have always know
I'm taking the next step
That leads me to my silver screen
I'm flying, but I'll always be your little girl
I'm flying, but I'll always be your little girl

Brown boxes stacked in a row, hope this feels like home
The other side of the night, but we see the same sky

Mother keep singing the songs we used to know
And Father I'll make you proud wherever I will go

Believe me, I'm ready
I was always meant to grow
Believe me, I'm ready
For I have always know
I'm taking the next step
That leads me to my silver screen
I'm flying, but I'll always be your little girl
I'm flying, but I'll always be your little girl

Oh, Oh (Believe me, I'm ready)

Believe me, I'm ready
I was always meant to grow
Believe me, I'm ready
For I have always know
I'm taking the next step
That leads me to my silver screen
I'm flying, but I'll always be your little girl
I'm flying, but I'll always be your little girl

I'm flying, but I'll always be your little girl

Brown boxes stacked in a row, ten nights to go