Late in summer Staring out the window Only seven Tell me what could she know The world would never understand But they don't see what she still can What does she see What does she know And must she ever just let go As childhood dreams Childhood dreams
What is childhood Something we remember Rarely Barely Sometimes in Decembers But then it's known to catch our Eye And dare us all to Once more try And with a childhood faith believe And that magic to retrieve As childhood dreams
Softly Fading Tell me where the years go I am aging But she does not think so Her world of possibilities As far as childhood Eyes can see And must one day She just decide To step off of this Childhood ride As childhood dreams Childhood dreams
Only seven as she Sits and wonders Late at night as The world it slumbers But suddenly inside the dark She sees the magic Of the sparks And so she knows She must go down To see this world That she has found As childhood dreams