Well, her momma named her Brooklyn Lord only knows why She's never been east of the Mississippi Raised here all her life Just a small town Texas girl Dreaming of the lights of New York City But if she can't ever get there Maybe someday her baby will Well, he never been to Texas But he knew down in his soul He was born to be a cowboy Riding in the rodeo So he named his boy Austin Plants a cactus in his Brownstone window sill But if he never gets west of Jersey Maybe someday Austin will Funny how much you can pour Your life, your soul, your dreams Into who you love, well, it takes all you got Gives back more than you can take Starts with a spark, burns through your heart Turns into a roaring flame And if you're willing to fuel the fire Forever you will never be the same Laid over in St. Louis Grounded by the snow At a Starbucks in the airport He said, "Where you trying to go?" She said, "Austin" He said, "What? Well, funny that's my name" She said, "Hi, my name is Brooklyn" And he knew things would never be the same Funny how much you can pour Your life, your soul, your dreams Into who you love, well, it takes all you got Gives back more than you can take Starts with a spark, burns through your heart Turns into a roaring flame And if you're willing to fuel the fire Forever you will never be the same Now you don't have to have a crazy name To see your dreams fulfilled Just ask Brooklyn and Austin They named her Jill Funny how much you can pour Your life, your soul, your dreams Into who you love, well, it takes all you got Gives back more than you can take Starts with a spark, burns through your heart Turns into a roaring flame And if you're willing to fuel the fire Forever you will never be the same Said, if you're willing to fuel the fire Forever you will never, never be the same Oh, never be the same No, no, no, never be the same Never be the same