Anna: Spare...? Am I really just the spare?
I’m not part of the town, not born to be queen
Just somebody hopelessly inbetween
She’s the scholar, athlete, poet
I’m the screw up, don’t I know it
But then who could ever compare?
Of course they’re gonna think I’m just the spare
Well I won’t care
So I’m the extra button on a coat
In case another one comes loose
But if I have to be a button
Why can't I be a button that’s of use? (oops!)
I may lack style and I may lack grace
And once in a while I might fall on my face
But this little button deserves a place in the sky
This button wants to fly
Wait, buttons can’t fly, it doesn’t make any sense!
So I’m a rusty horseshoe hanging up
Over somebody’s old barn door
And I’ll be hanging there forever
Just wishing the horse had one leg more
And maybe I can’t be the perfect one
And maybe I err on the side of fun
But horseshoes need a chance to run somewhere
This horseshoe is more than just a spare
Someday I’ll find my thing
A thing that’s on my own
That thing that makes me part of something
Not just all alone
If only all this feeling I have in my heart
Could mean something to someone, how I’d love to play that part
So I’m just the second born sister
Who most of the town ignores
Like a button, like a horseshoe
Like a girl who’s bad at metaphors
Maybe I don’t have a magic touch
And maybe I don’t have a talent as such
Just this heart with much too much too share
So I’ll never be the heir, but I’m more than just a spare
I’m not part of the town, not born to be queen
Just somebody hopelessly inbetween
She’s the scholar, athlete, poet
I’m the screw up, don’t I know it
But then who could ever compare?
Of course they’re gonna think I’m just the spare
Well I won’t care
So I’m the extra button on a coat
In case another one comes loose
But if I have to be a button
Why can't I be a button that’s of use? (oops!)
I may lack style and I may lack grace
And once in a while I might fall on my face
But this little button deserves a place in the sky
This button wants to fly
Wait, buttons can’t fly, it doesn’t make any sense!
So I’m a rusty horseshoe hanging up
Over somebody’s old barn door
And I’ll be hanging there forever
Just wishing the horse had one leg more
And maybe I can’t be the perfect one
And maybe I err on the side of fun
But horseshoes need a chance to run somewhere
This horseshoe is more than just a spare
Someday I’ll find my thing
A thing that’s on my own
That thing that makes me part of something
Not just all alone
If only all this feeling I have in my heart
Could mean something to someone, how I’d love to play that part
So I’m just the second born sister
Who most of the town ignores
Like a button, like a horseshoe
Like a girl who’s bad at metaphors
Maybe I don’t have a magic touch
And maybe I don’t have a talent as such
Just this heart with much too much too share
So I’ll never be the heir, but I’m more than just a spare
[Young Anna]
Do you want to build a snowman?
C'mon let's go and play.
I never see you anymore, come out the door.
It's like you've gone away.
We used to be best buddies, but now we're not.
I wish you would tell me why..
Do you want to build a snowman?
It doesn't have to be a snowman.
[Elsa]
Go away Anna!
[YA]
Okay Bye....
[Teen Anna]
Do you want to build a snowman?
or ride our bike around the halls?
I think so company is overdue, I started talking to.
The pictures on the walls (Hang in there Joan)
It gets a little, all these empty rooms.
Just watching the hours tick by...
(Tik-Tok Tik-Tok Tick-Tok)
[15 year old Anna]
Please, I know you're in there.
People are asking where you've been.
They say have courage, and I am trying to.
I'm out here for you.
Just let me in...
We've only got each other, It's just you and me.
what are we gonna do?
Do you wanna build a snowman?
Do you want to build a snowman?
C'mon let's go and play.
I never see you anymore, come out the door.
It's like you've gone away.
We used to be best buddies, but now we're not.
I wish you would tell me why..
Do you want to build a snowman?
It doesn't have to be a snowman.
[Elsa]
Go away Anna!
[YA]
Okay Bye....
[Teen Anna]
Do you want to build a snowman?
or ride our bike around the halls?
I think so company is overdue, I started talking to.
The pictures on the walls (Hang in there Joan)
It gets a little, all these empty rooms.
Just watching the hours tick by...
(Tik-Tok Tik-Tok Tick-Tok)
[15 year old Anna]
Please, I know you're in there.
People are asking where you've been.
They say have courage, and I am trying to.
I'm out here for you.
Just let me in...
We've only got each other, It's just you and me.
what are we gonna do?
Do you wanna build a snowman?