You've got your world
And I've got mine and it's a shame
Two grown up worlds
That will 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 babies
And it's too late to turn away and start again
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
How happy we would be
If only we could be storybook children