«You’ve got your world, & I’ve got mine, and it’s a shame …
2 grownup worlds that will never be the same …
Why can’t we be like Storybook Children?
Running through the rain, hand in hand, across the meadow …
Why can’t we be like Storybook Children?
In a wonderland, where nothing’s planned, for tomorrow.
You’ve got his ring, you’ve got his heart, you’ve got his baby …
and it’s too late for us to turn and start again! …
Why can’t we be …?