Uma música de fim de curso para celebrar quem se formou

[Verse 1] Library at midnight, coffee at your side Highlighters running dry and a clock you can't hide Whiteboard full of formulas, headphones on your ears You turned every worry into four proud years [Chorus] Priya, take the stage, throw your cap up high Everything you worked for is right before your eyes Priya, we are proud, hear the whole crowd cry The world has got a space for you under open sky [Verse 2] Remember when the printer jammed an hour before the deadline We laughed in the hallway, running out of time Mom is in the front row with the tissue in her hand This is what a lifetime of believing in you has planned [Chorus] Priya, take the stage, throw your cap up high Everything you worked for is right before your eyes Priya, we are proud, hear the whole crowd cry The world has got a space for you under open sky

[Verse 1] Kofi caught the six-fifteen bus in the winter dark Textbook on his knee, a dream behind his spark Night shifts at the diner, lectures in between Four years of hustle, now the finish line is seen [Chorus] Next chapter, Kofi, turn the page Nobody's going to hold you from the stage Next chapter, Kofi, raise your hand You built this future with your own two hands [Verse 2] Mama kept the receipts, Pops kept the faith Little sister drew a banner, rainbow-painted, great Now the gown is blue and the tassel's gold Everything you planted is a story to be told [Chorus] Next chapter, Kofi, turn the page Nobody's going to hold you from the stage Next chapter, Kofi, raise your hand You built this future with your own two hands