I don’t have many friends my age, who would treat me like a fellow kid
But I have Sweetie Belle
I don’t have many mares who would dance with me when no pony else would
But I have Sweetie Belle
I don’t have the mare friend who I’ve wanted for years and years
But I have Sweetie Belle
I don’t have an idea who I am or what I’m supposed to be
But I have Sweetie Belle
Her melody is the song that harmonizes with my joy and my identity
Her games are the one thing that will never make me frown
Her smile makes my sun rise every morning
Her life makes mine beautiful