You've got your world and I've got mine and it's a
shame. Two grown up worlds that will never be the same.

Why can't we be like storybook children running through
the rain hand in hand across the meadow. Why can't
we be like storybook children in a wonderland where
nothing's planned for tomorrow.

You've got his ring, you've got his heart,
you've got his babies, and it's too late to turn away and start again.

Why can't we be like storybook children running through
the rain hand in hand across the meadow. Why can't
we be like storybook children in a wonderland where
nothing's planned for tomorrow.

How happy we would be if only we could be storybook children.