Moody Blues. Days Of Future Passed. The Morning: Another Morning. Zeneszám

Balloons flying, children sighing,
What a day to go kite flying.
Breeze's cool, away from school,
Cowboys fighting out a duel.

Time seems to stand quite still,
In a child's world it always will.

Fishes biting, so exciting,
Lunchtime sounds so inviting.
Angler Bill, he gets a thrill,
Sitting, watching Bobby quill.

Time seems to stand quite still,
In a child's world it always will.


Yesterday's dreams are tomorrow's sighs,
Watch children play, they seem so wise.

Mary Green, today's a queen,
While thousand dollies are a dreaming.
Cotton frocks and golden locks,
Her palace is an orange box.

Time seems to stand quite still,
In a child's world it always will.