You've got your world and I've got mine And it's a shame Two grown up worlds that could 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 baby And it's too late to turn around And start again Chorus How happy we ould be... if only we... were storybook children