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There you stand in your dungarees
Looking all grown up and so very pleased
When you write your poems they have so much to say
When you speak your dreams it takes my breath away


You know I want to be a ball player
A regular slugging fool
But I guess our dreams must wait awhile
Until we finish school


And so you and I
We watch our years go by
We watch our sweet dreams fly
Far away, but maybe someday


I don`t know when
But we will dream again
And we`ll be happy then
Till our time just drifts away


There you stand in your wedding dress
You`re so beautiful that I must confess
I`m so proud you have chosen me
When a doctor is what you want to be


You know I want to be a painter, girl
A real artistic snob
But I guess we`ll have our children first
You`ll find a home, I`ll get a job


Listen to the seasons passing
Listen to the wind blow
Listen to the children laughing
Where do broken dreams go?


There you stand in your tailored suit
So many years gone by, but your`re still so cute
You take the car to go and meet the bus
When our grandchildren come to visit us


You say you should have been a ballerina, babe
There are songs I should have sung
But I guess our dreams have come and gone
You`re `sposed dream when you are young


And so you and I
We`ll watch our years go by
We`ll watch our sweet dreams fly
Far away, but maybe someday


I don`t know when
But we will dream again
And we`ll be happy then
Till our time just drifts away

There you stand in your dungarees
Looking all grown up and so very pleased
When you write your poems they have so much to say
When you speak your dreams it takes my breath away


You know I want to be a ball player
A regular slugging fool
But I guess our dreams must wait awhile
Until we finish school


And so you and I
We watch our years go by
We watch our sweet dreams fly
Far away, but maybe someday


I don`t know when
But we will dream again
And we`ll be happy then
Till our time just drifts away


There you stand in your wedding dress
You`re so beautiful that I must confess
I`m so proud you have chosen me
When a doctor is what you want to be


You know I want to be a painter, girl
A real artistic snob
But I guess we`ll have our children first
You`ll find a home, I`ll get a job


Listen to the seasons passing
Listen to the wind blow
Listen to the children laughing
Where do broken dreams go?


There you stand in your tailored suit
So many years gone by, but your`re still so cute
You take the car to go and meet the bus
When our grandchildren come to visit us


You say you should have been a ballerina, babe
There are songs I should have sung
But I guess our dreams have come and gone
You`re `sposed dream when you are young


And so you and I
We`ll watch our years go by
We`ll watch our sweet dreams fly
Far away, but maybe someday


I don`t know when
But we will dream again
And we`ll be happy then
Till our time just drifts away

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