Speeches

Lyrics by：Pieter Van Dessel

Composed by：Pieter Van Dessel

Produced by：Pieter Van Dessel

The first year that she was around

Little finger in her mouth

She seemed a soap bubble machine

The second year she carried on

Being charming and along came all

Her endless fantasies

I don't believe in intelligent design

But somehow she is divine

She became though a bit shy

An entertainer in disguise

At three she had her fans to please

Then last year she bumped her head

Going up the stairs

And for one night the star was

Mummified

I don't believe in intelligent design

But she surely is divine

I can give her some advice

Tell her what or not to try

But sometimes good intentions can

Be harsh

Forget inspirational speeches

Like if you're eager you can reach it

Manuals will never satisfy

You decide

The first year that she was around

Was a ride but just a start

I can't tell her what's ahead

What for not a watch her back