A wakeup call for the girl
Who has everything
The morning sun
Has a special meaning
She lives a dream that will end
When the sun goes down

She’ll be alone, feeling lost
Thinking she’s unknown

Ohh

Tell me why you’re crying Miss America
Tell me why you’re sad
Tell me what’s hurting you so bad
I will never leave you Miss America
In your deepest despair, I’m there

Down on the street
She’s expecting a limousine
But it’s a one way ride tonight
She’ll say goodbye with a smile
Without shedding a tear

And when it ends
She’ll remember her long lost friends

Ohh

Tell me why you’re crying Miss America
Tell me why you’re sad
Tell me what’s hurting you so bad
I will never leave you Miss America
In your deepest despair, ohh I’m there

A final bow, a final curtain call
A graceful gesture that will fool them all
But I will make you smile again
Don’t give it up for any of them
I will be there next to you
When it’s over, over, I’ll be there

Miss America, Måns Zelmerlöw

Grew up in a small town
And when the rain would fall down
I’d just stare out my window
Dreamin’ of what could be
And if I’d end up happy
I would pray

Trying hard to reach out
But when I tried to speak out
Felt like no one could hear me
Wanted to belong here
But something felt so wrong here
So I prayed I could breakaway

I’ll spread my wings and I’ll learn how to fly
I’ll do what it takes till I touch the sky
And I’ll make a wish, take a chance, make a change
And breakaway
Out of the darkness and into the sun
But I won’t forget all the ones that I love
I’ll take a risk, take a chance, make a change
And breakaway

Wanna feel the warm breeze
Sleep under a palm tree
Feel the rush of the ocean
Get on board a fast train
Travel on a jetplane, far away
And breakaway

I’ll spread my wings and I’ll learn how to fly
I’ll do what it takes till I touch the sky
And I’ll make a wish, take a chance, make a change
And breakaway
Out of the darkness and into the sun
I won’t forget all the ones that I love
I gotta take a risk, take a chance, make a change
And breakaway

Buildings with a hundred floors
Swinging round revolving doors
Maybe I don’t know where they’ll take me
But, gotta keep moving on, moving on
Fly away, breakaway .

Breakaway, Kelly Clarkson