Lyrics Bridgit Mendler – Postcard

I wanna play with your race cars
I’m not a Barbie doll, throw me a base ball
I wanna get on your team and get my hands a little dirty
I heard from a little birdy that

You don’t think I can take it
Or that I’m made for it
Or that I got it in my bones

So what makes you think that
It’s boys only
No girls allowed
But there’s no way
You can keep us out
You can’t bring us down
If I feel it burning in my core then
I’ll take that
Bright little spark
And I’ll hold it
Tighter in my heart
Then all your little darts
If you say I’ll never reach the moon
I’ll send you a postcard soon…

And if he’s into fashion
Or if he likes ballet,
Doesn’t get the time of day
‘Cause he’s built for the field but feels like his love is somewhere else
And no matter what he felt (they)

They told him he couldn’t take it
‘Cause he’s not made for it
He doesn’t have it in his bones

So what makes you think that

It says, «Remember what you said back then and if I listened to you
I will never be where I stand.»
And I grew into these shoes that
I’ve takin’ on the world and back again!

What makes you think
It’s boys only
No girls allowed
But there’s no way
You can keep us out
You can’t bring us down
If I feel it burning in my core then
I’ll take that
Bright little spark
And I’ll hold it
Tighter in my heart
Then all your little darts
If you say I’ll never reach the moon
I’ll send you a postcard soon…
Soon

I’ll send you a postcard soon…