Chalk on My Hands, Fire in My Soul

Morning light, coffee strong Bell rings, now the day's on

Different faces, different dreams All these minds are lightening beams Questions flying,

hands up high I see the spark behind their eyes Every word can

plant a seed You never know what they'll become indeed It's not just

books, it's heart and soul Watching small steps turn into goals

I got chalk on my hands and fire in my soul Every single day

I'm losing control Of the pride I feel when they finally see That they're stronger

than they thought they'd be Yeah, it's loud, it's real,