| You’ve got your world
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| And I’ve got mine and it’s a shame
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| Two grown-up worlds
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| That will never be the same
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| Why can’t we be, like story book children?
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| Down in the land, hand in hand, across the meadow
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| Why can’t we be, like story book children?
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| In a wonderland, with nothing planned for tomorrow
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| Story book, story book, children
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| You’ve got his ring, you’ve got his heart
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| You’ve got his baby
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| And when it’s too late to turn away
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| And start all over again
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| Oh no, don’t tell me it’s too late, babe
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| Why can’t we be, like story book children?
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| In and out the rain, hand in hand, across the meadow
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| Go ahead, one more time
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| Why can’t we be, like story book children, yeah
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| In a wonderland, with nothing planned for tomorrow
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| How happy we will be
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| If only we were story book children
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| How happy we will be
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| If only we were story book children… |