She's a girl. Rising from a shell. Running to spring. It is her time it is her time. Watch her run with ribbons undone. She's a rose in a lily's cloak. She can hide her charms. It is her right there will be time. To chase the sun with ribbons undone. She runs like a fire does. Just picking up daises. Comes in for a landing. A pure flash of lightening. Past alice blue blossoms. You follow her laughter. And then she'll surprise you. Arms filled with lavender. Yes my little pony is growing up fast. She corrects me and says. "You mean a thoroughbred". A look in her eyes says the battle's beginning. From school she comes home and cries. I don't want to grow up Mom at least not tonight. You're a girl. Rising from a shell. Running through spring. With summer's hand in reach now. It is your time. It is your time. So just run with ribbons undone. It is your time yes my angel. It is your time. So just run with ribbons undone. Run run darlin'. Ribbons undone