You've got your world
And I've got mineAnd it's a shameTwo grown up worldsThat will never be the same
Why can't we beLike storybook childrenRunnin' through the rainHand in handAcross the meadow?Why can't we beLike storybook childrenIn a wonderlandWhere nothing's planned for tomorrow?
You've got his ringYou've got his heartYou've got his babyAnd whether it's too lateTo turn awayAnd start all over againOh no, don't tell me it's too late, baby
Why can't we beLike storybook childrenRunning through the rainHand in handAcross the meadow?Why can't we beLike storybook childrenIn a wonderland, in a wonderlandWhere nothing's planned for tomorrow?
How happy we would beIf only we were storybook children
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