When I look at Scootaloo, I see the heart of every pony
The heart that never stops marching that never stops trying
The heart that moves forward to shape destiny
The heart that will never surrender her dream of flying.
My heart knows your dream is my dream too
My heart had given up that dream years ago
But you reignited that dream, Scootaloo
You returned my heart’s hopeful glow.
How can I see you and not be inspired?
You never stop believing in yourself, you never stop trying your best
Your determination is something kings would admire
It pushes you past your pain and your limits, makes you stand above the rest.
Your heart is a tapestry of art that enlivens us to reach new heights
Your heart like the sun strengthens us through her light.