Who is she?
Is her name Felicity?
No, her name is Phoebe.
She is an emerald empress,
with two sisters, that she's trying to empress.
She is the one named Phoebe.

Her eyes shimmer,
with the most beautiful glimmer.
She looked like she was made
out of jade.

Just like a light-beamer,
to me, she'll always be my beautiful dreamer.

And, even though she is not on a dollar,
she'll always be my little mayflower.

She is my wife to be.
She is my beautiful Phoebe.