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 wanna be a ball player, a regular slugging fool. But both our dreams must wait awile, unil we fininsh school.
CHORUS
And so you and I will watch our years go by. We'll watch our sweet dreams fly far away (away). But maybe someday, I don't know when but we will dream again and we'll be happy then 'til our time (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 wanna be.
You know I wanna be a painter girl, a real artistic snob. But I guess we'll have our children first. You'll make a home, I'll get a job.
CHORUS
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 you're still so cute. We'll 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 gotta dream when you are young.
CHORUS
You and I, will watch our years go by. We'll watch our sweet dreams fly far away (away). By maybe someday, I don't know when but we will dream again and we'll be hap-hap-happy then 'til our time, just drifts away.
Oh, you, you and I will watch those year, years go by. Watch those sweet, sweet dreams fly far away. But maybe someday I don't, don't know when but we will dream again and we'll be hap-happy, happy then 'til our time just drifts away.