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