Dance baby girl, dance up a storm
Wild flowers and fire
You’re all that and more.
Bring up those yellow feelings
Become overwhelmed
and then breathe
Aren’t you the artist
That teaches the writer in you
How to feel.
Colour and Nostalgia.
Melancholy and pain.
Love like you always love
Powerful and strong
Vulnerable and fragile.
And Dear sweet, sweet thing
Don’t forget your
Forever smile.
Cause you know it well,
and you know you’re lost
without it in your pocket.
So dance baby girl, dance
Be wild flowers and fire
Because you are queen
And your mind an empire~