| Waltz for Debby, Take 1 |
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| In her own sweet world |
| Populated by dolls and clowns |
| and a prince and a big purple bear. |
| Lives my favorite girl, |
| unaware of the worried frowns |
| us weary grown ups all wear. |
| In the sun she dances to silent music, |
| songs that are spun of gold |
| somewhere in her own little head. |
| Someday all too soon |
| she’ll grow up and she’ll leave her dolls |
| and her prince and that silly old bear. |
| When she goes they will cry |
| as she whispers «Good-bye.» |
| They will miss her I fear |
| but then so will I. |
