The treetops, the chimneys
The snowbed stories, winter grey
Wildflowers, those meadows of heaven
Wind in the wheat
A railroad across waters
The scent of grandfatherly love
Blue bayous, Decembers
Moon through a dragonfly's wings
Where is the wonder where's the awe?
Where's dear Alice knocking on the door?
Where's the trapdoor that takes me there?
Where's the real is shattered by a Mad March Hare?
Where is the wonder where's the awe
Where are the sleepless nights I used to live for
Before the years take me
I wish to see
The lost in me
I want my tears back
I want my tears back now
A ballet on a grove, still growing young all alone
A rag doll, a best friend, the voice of Mary Costa
Where is the wonder where's the awe?
Where's dear Alice knocking on the door?
Where's the trapdoor that takes me there?
Where's the real is shattered by a Mad March Hare?
Where is the wonder where's the awe?
Where are the sleepless nights I used to live for?
Before the years take me
I wish to see
The lost in me
Where is the wonder where's the awe?
Where are the sleepless nights I used to live for?
Before the years take me
I wish to see
The lost in me
I want my tears back
I want my tears back now
Where is the wonder where's the awe?
Where are the sleepless nights I used to live for?
Before the years take me
I wish to see
The lost in me
Where is the wonder where's the awe?
Where are the sleepless nights I used to live for?
Before the years take me
I wish to see
The lost in me
I want my tears back
I want my tears back now