I would take a walk back to all the slides and swings,
everywhere we used to play,
A penny for your thoughts, or a million for the dreams and things
that keep a body up at night…

on the inside… we are strangers…
who knows just how strange?
on the outside… now we walk away…
watch the colors change..

I have seen you grow up and out and on your way,
past the ways I think of you,
learned to let you go anyplace there’re things to see
take a look around for me… CHORUS

so don’t forget to cry, don’t forget to laugh out loud
anytime you think of me,
And I won’t forget to write with my finger on a windowpane,
melting frost to spell your name… CHORUS

spring to summer, fall to winter, all the days of your life…