Proof

You have this, funny way of making The darkness, in a situation Take flight, and feel right You have this, brilliant way of showing Your kindness, and you don't even know It's so bright, a gold mine How do you do what you do? You're on a crowded city pavement, flooded with name You see a sick [afar?], and it's calling your name Hey! Oh yeah To you there's no such thing as a dead end street It's all about [?], how you gotta follow your dreams Hey! Oh yeah Oh looking down an unpaved road Everyone else sees dirt but you see gold It's monday, and we're stuck in traffic I complain, I said I've nearly had it , and you smile My world spins, you're like my gravity Pull me in, towards my sanity You clear, my sky How do you do what you do? You're on a crowded city pavement, flooded with name You see a sick [afar?], and it's calling your name Hey! Oh yeah To you there's no such thing as a dead end street It's all about [?], how you gotta follow your dreams Hey! Oh yeah Oh looking down an unpaved road Everyone else sees dirt but you see gold Whoa-oh-oh-ohhh, whoa-oh-oh-ohhh Whoa-oh-oh-ohhh whoa-oh-oh-ohhh Whoa-oh-oh-ohhh, whoa-oh-oh-ohhh Whoa-oh-oh-ohh-ohhh You're on a crowded city pavement, flooded with name You see a sick [afar?], and it's calling your name You're on a crowded city pavement, flooded with name You see a sick [afar?], and it's calling your name Hey! Oh yeah To you there's no such thing as a dead end street It's all about [?], how you gotta follow your dreams Hey! Oh yeah Oh looking down an unpaved road Everyone else sees dirt Oh looking down an unpaved road Where I see dirt, you see gold