We were children once long ago,
dear, you and I.. At the start, our lives lay apart as lives will lie.
Up I grew and I never knew that the world contained a darling like you.
Now did you dream you would see little me, too, by and by?
I never knew about you, dear, and you never knew about me.
Life might have been heaven if I then age seven had
but met you when you were three
We'd have made mud pies like infinities, we'd known what rapture may be
I'd have let you feed about my rabbit till the thing became a habit, dear,
But I never knew about you,
ah, what might have been, and you never knew about me.

How I wish I'd known, dear,
that one day you'd arrive,
just to feel I had an ideal for which to strive.
Had I known I'd meet you, my own,
I would not have lived for pleasure alone.
I was frivolous and gay, sad to say, when I was five.
I never knew about you, dear, and you never knew about me.
I never missed chances at juvenile dances, oh, my life was one mad spree.
I was often kissed 'neath the mistletoe by small boys excited with tea
If I'd known that you existed,
I'd have scratched them and resisted, dear,
But I never knew about you,
oh, the pain of it, and you never knew about me.