A girl on a tightrope, so high in the sky,
Walks with her dreams as the clouds drift by,
From the big city's gleam to Aruba’s warm sand,
With balance and courage, a pole in her hand.

She moves with conviction, no fear in her eyes,
No looking back in anger, no bitter goodbyes,
Step after step, on her path to the blue,
She follows the sun, where her heart always knew.