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I want my tears back
The treetops, the chimneys, the
snowbed stories, winter grey Wildflowers, those meadows of heaven, wind in
the wheat A railroad across water, the scent of grandfatherly
love Blue bayous, Decembers, moon through a dragonfly's wings Where is
the wonder where's the awe Where's dear Alice knocking on the
door Where's the trapdoor that takes me there Where the real is
shattered by a Mad March Hare Where is the wonder where's the
awe Where are the sleepless nights I used to live for Before the years
take me I wish to see The lost in me I want my tears back I
want my tears back now A ballet on a grove, still growing young all
alone A rag doll, a best friend, the voice of Mary Costa Where is the
wonder where's the awe Where's dear Alice knocking on the door Where's
the trapdoor that takes me there Where the real is shattered by a Mad March
Hare Where is the wonder where's the awe Where are the sleepless
nights I used to live for Before the years take me I wish to
see The lost in me Where is the wonder where's the awe Where's
dear Alice knocking on the door Where's the trapdoor that takes me
there Where the real is shattered by a Mad March Hare Where is the
wonder where's the awe Where are the sleepless nights I used to live
for Before the years take me I wish to see The lost in me I
want my tears back I want my tears back now Where is the wonder
where's the awe Where are the sleepless nights I used to live
for Before the years take me I wish to see The lost in
me Where is the wonder where's the awe Where are the sleepless nights
I used to live for Before the years take me I wish to see The
lost in me I want my tears back I want my tears back now
The treetops, the chimneys, the
snowbed stories, winter grey Wildflowers, those meadows of heaven, wind in
the wheat A railroad across water, the scent of grandfatherly
love Blue bayous, Decembers, moon through a dragonfly's wings Where is
the wonder where's the awe Where's dear Alice knocking on the
door Where's the trapdoor that takes me there Where the real is
shattered by a Mad March Hare Where is the wonder where's the
awe Where are the sleepless nights I used to live for Before the years
take me I wish to see The lost in me I want my tears back I
want my tears back now A ballet on a grove, still growing young all
alone A rag doll, a best friend, the voice of Mary Costa Where is the
wonder where's the awe Where's dear Alice knocking on the door Where's
the trapdoor that takes me there Where the real is shattered by a Mad March
Hare Where is the wonder where's the awe Where are the sleepless
nights I used to live for Before the years take me I wish to
see The lost in me Where is the wonder where's the awe Where's
dear Alice knocking on the door Where's the trapdoor that takes me
there Where the real is shattered by a Mad March Hare Where is the
wonder where's the awe Where are the sleepless nights I used to live
for Before the years take me I wish to see The lost in me I
want my tears back I want my tears back now Where is the wonder
where's the awe Where are the sleepless nights I used to live
for Before the years take me I wish to see The lost in
me Where is the wonder where's the awe Where are the sleepless nights
I used to live for Before the years take me I wish to see The
lost in me I want my tears back I want my tears back now
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