You Are My Baby-Love.

Papa thought he already knows what you’re going to be, honey;
And you will make us all proud;
I think I already know what to teach you;You should not be bashful, selfish, and loud;

Whatever fate will bestow on you; you shall get by.

Your prince could be a farmer’s son or with a castle;
No matter, you will be loved, my doll.
Though you’ve a captivating smile; you will still get hurt;
Pain, joy, sorrow and glee; that’s what life is all about.

Cry, laugh, smile and mope; but I know you’ll not lose hope.

Papa really knows for sure what to do, honey;
You will be loved, that’s what you’ll gonna be!