See the windows in the greenhouse
They're painted yellow like the doors
See the child who sits in wonder
At this brightly coloured scene

See the clown who makes the children laugh
As he spins the m round and shows them all his tricks
Oh how I wish I was a little boy again
Living in a Childs Dream

See the mountains made of ice cream
With cherries dotted on their slopes
And over there's a chocolate tree trunk
Mint leaves are hanging from hte boughs

A land of fairy tales and good things
Is all a child will dream all day
And while he's young he'll have no reason
To cry for someone gone away