Isobel

Isobel by name, is a belle by nature
Frightened of your hands
But they're not out to get you

And when you grow to be old
Just do what you're told
And life won't be half as bad

With strawberries on your head
The world seems a better place
Innocence is beauty, beauty may not last

And when you're wide eyed with awe
I'll open the door
And show what this life can hold

Follow your heart (I'll follow)
Lead with your mind and we will go
(Anywhere you want to we will go)

And when it's late, late in the day for you
Understand my words
And keep them by your side

And when you grow to be old
You need to be told
Need to be told life is good to you