Come here, come here, frightened child.
Why your eyes so scared and wild?
Isn't my love so tender and mild?

Hush now, hush now, don't you cry.
Wouldn't you like to soar and fly?
Isn't the view beautiful so high?
Aren't you ready to get up and try?
Would you rather just lay here and die?
Are you willing to say goodbye?

Stop the whining, pitying and tears.
Be a big girl and battle your fears.
Work for yours, and keep a straight face.
Take your time but maintain a good pace.
Some days are made of mistakes and a frown.
Just remember to always wear your crown.