(+) Waltz for Debby
In her own sweet world
Populated by dolls and clowns
and a prince and a big purple bear
Lives my favorite girl,
unaware of the worried frowns
that we weary grown ups all wear
In the sun she
dances to silent music
songs that were spun of gold
somewhere in her own little head
One day all too soon
she'll grow up
and she'll leave her dolls
and her prince
and her silly old bear
When she goes they will cry
as they whisper "Good bye."
They will miss her I fear
but then so will I
In the sun she
dances to silent music
songs that were spun of gold
somewhere in her own little head
One day all too soon
she'll grow up
and she'll leave her dolls
and her prince
and her silly old bear
When she goes they will cry
as they whisper "Good bye."
They will miss her I fear
but then so will I
so will I
so will I
so will I
so will I
so will I