Richard

Richard my little boy
Bring back the memories
Of how it was like
When i was young
Richard my little boy
Bring back the feeling
Of how it was like
To sing a new song
I watch an elderly woman
On a bench in the park
I see a doll on her lap I can hear
Her sing out loud
Richard my little boy
Bring back the memories
Of how it was like
When i was young
Richard my little friend
Always listen carefully
To your heart
In all that you do
Richard my little friend
Take all my words
And build up a world
With letters from them
Years have painted her hair
And colored her face
She has lost all hr loved ones this park
Is her sacred place
Richard my little friend
Take all my words
And build up a world
With letters from them