I want my tears back

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 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 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