Richard my little boy Bring back the memories Of how it was When i was young Richard my little boy Bring back the feeling Of how it was To sing a new song
I watch an elderly woman on a bench in the park I see a doll on her lap i can hear her sing out loud Richard my little boy Bring back the memories Of how it was When i was young
Richard my little friend Always listen carefully to your heart In all that you do Richard my little friend Take all my words And build up a world With letters from them
Years have painted her hair and colored her face She has lost all her loved ones this park is her Sacred place Richard my little friend Take all my words And build up a world With letters from them