I know the words, they’re in my head—  
But when I speak, I blush instead.
I look away and twist my shirt,  
My voice goes squeaky, knees kinda hurt.  
I hide behind my teddy bear—  
And whisper, “Hi,” from way back there!
TATAO gets shy, and that’s okay—  
Even when she talks all day!  
Shy is quiet, small, and sweet—  
Just take your time and find your beat.
New room, new faces, new hello—  
I wanna play but move real slow.  
I peek and pause, then look around—  
My feet still stuck to the ground.
TATAO gets shy, and that’s okay—  
Even when she talks all day!  
Shy is quiet, small, and sweet—  
Just take your time and find your beat.
Then someone smiles and waves at me—  
They say “come play!” so kindly.  
I blink, I nod, and take a peek—  
And then I find the voice I seek!
TATAO gets shy, and that’s okay—  
Even when she talks all day!  
Shy is quiet, small, and sweet—  
Just take your time and find your beat.
Now I’m here, and still a bit shy—  
But I can wave and say “Hi hi!”  
Shy is soft, not wrong or bad—  
It’s just another mood I have!
TATAO gets shy, and that’s okay—  
Even when she talks all day!  
Shy is quiet, small, and sweet—  
Just take your time and find your beat.
TATAO gets shy… and that’s okay.