G'bye, I'm Going Out To Play!

An Oak Tree And A Rosebush Grew, Young And Green Together, Talking The Talk Of Growing Things- Wind And Water And Weather. And While The Rosebush Sweetly Bloomed The Oak Tree Grew So High That Now It Spoke Of Newer Things- Eagles, Mountain Peaks And Sky. "i Guess You Think You're Pretty Great," The Rose Was Heard To Cry, Screaming As Loud As It Possibly Could To The Treetop In The Sky. "and Now You Have No Time For Flower Talk, Now That You've Grown So Tall." "it's Not So Much That I've Grown," Said The Tree, "it's Just That You've Stayed So Small.

Magic Sandra’s Seen A Leprechaun, Eddie Touched A Troll, Laurie Danced With Witches Once, Charlie Found Some Goblins Gold. Donald Heard A Mermaid Sing, Susy Spied An Elf, But All The Magic I Have Known I've Had To Make Myself.

Don’t Know Where He’s Going But Sees Where He’s Been.

There Is A Place Where The Sidewalk Ends, And Before The Street Begins, And There The Grass Grows Soft And White, And There The Sun Burns Crimson Bright, And There The Moon-bird Rests From His Flight To Cool In The Peppermint Wind.

The Bridge Will Only Take You Halfway There, To Those Mysterious Lands You Long To See. Through Gypsy Camps And Swirling Arab Fair, And Moonlit Woods Where Unicorns Run Free. So Come And Walk Awhile With Me And Share The Twisting Trails And Wondrous Worlds I've Known. But This Bridge Will Only Take You Halfway There. The Last Few Steps You Have To Take Alone.