See the windows of the green house, their painted yellow like doors.
See the child who sits in wonder, at this brightly colored scene.
See the clown who makes the children laugh, as he spins around and
Shows them all his tricks.
Oh how I wish I where a little boy again, living in a child's dream.
See the mountains made of ice cream, with cherries doted on their slopes.
And over there's a chocolate tree trunk, mint leaves are hanging from
The boughs.
See the clown who makes the children laugh, as he spins around and
Shows them all his tricks.
Oh how I wish I where a little boy again living in a child's dream.
A land of fairy tales and good things, is all a child will dream all day.
And while he's young he'll have no reason, to cry for someone gone away.
See the clown who makes the children laugh, as he spins around and
Shows them all his tricks.
Oh how I wish I where a little boy again, living in a child's dream
See the child who sits in wonder, at this brightly colored scene.
See the clown who makes the children laugh, as he spins around and
Shows them all his tricks.
Oh how I wish I where a little boy again, living in a child's dream.
See the mountains made of ice cream, with cherries doted on their slopes.
And over there's a chocolate tree trunk, mint leaves are hanging from
The boughs.
See the clown who makes the children laugh, as he spins around and
Shows them all his tricks.
Oh how I wish I where a little boy again living in a child's dream.
A land of fairy tales and good things, is all a child will dream all day.
And while he's young he'll have no reason, to cry for someone gone away.
See the clown who makes the children laugh, as he spins around and
Shows them all his tricks.
Oh how I wish I where a little boy again, living in a child's dream
