See the windows in the greenhouse They're painted yellow like the doors See the child who sits in wonder At this brightly coloured scene See the clown who makes the children laugh As he spins the m round and shows them all his tricks Oh how I wish I was a little boy again Living in a Childs Dream See the mountains made of ice cream With cherries dotted on their slopes And over there's a chocolate tree trunk Mint leaves are hanging from hte boughs A land of fairy tales and good things Is all a child will dream all day And while he's young he'll have no reason To cry for someone gone away