I think of you wherever I go
Of days gone by and times of wonder
Of simple things no more to be
How I wish you were once more three.
I think of times when you were younger
Happy days, sad days and in between
Of little you upon my knee
How I wish you were once more three

I think of us and how we've been
And deep inside I begin to scream
The tears are frozen behind my eyes
No one hears my sobs and sighs

I pray the Lord for help for me.
How I wish you were once more three.
Alas, I know it's now too late
To start again and clear the slate

To see again the days of yore
To try to change what's gone before.
so I pray to God to let me be
As close to you as when you were three.

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