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Oh tell me where's my childhood?
Where does it live today?
And if I ever find it
Then what am I to say?

It goes away so quietly
When all the people sleep
And it's not fond of writing
Or calling once a week

It will still be waiting
For the miracles to come
Summer spring or winter
Any time
Who will play in gardens?
Who will climb upon the tree?
That must be somebody
But not me

Oh tell me where's my childhood?
Where can I find the place?
Perhaps in magic countries
Where lives are fairy-tales

It's where our homes are moonlit
All through the darkest nights
Oh if we only could get
Back to those happy times

It will still be waiting
For the miracles to come
Summer spring or winter
Any time
Who will play in gardens?
Who will climb upon the tree?
That must be somebody
But not me

Oh tell me where's my childhood?
It is where games are played
Where boys and girls and boys are laughing
Like I did yesterday

It went away so quietly
During the people's sleep
It won't be fond of writing
Or calling once a week

It will still be waiting
For the miracles to come
Summer spring or winter
Any time
Who will play in gardens?
Who will climb upon the tree?
That must be somebody
But not me