I remember when you used to, hide behind your silly hair
It fell around your face so wildly, but you didn’t seem to care
You always liked to play detective, Nancy Drew was your escape
Social skills perhaps defective, dressed up your own kind of way
You’ve become a new creation I don’t want to miss out on It’s so sweet to see you make it, on your own from duck to swan
Certain words you mispronounced, cause you’d only let them form
Never spoke too many sounds, you’re building up a quiet storm
You’ve become a new creation I don’t want to miss out on It’s so sweet to see you make it, on your own from duck to swan
Your first drink and your first straw
Your first kiss and your first love
Now you’ve finally found your voice…
You’ve become a new creation I don’t want to miss out on It’s so sweet to see you make it, on your own from duck to swan