skip in a pocket full of sand
Thorns and thistles and a nickel in a hand
I was the child so free from cares
Toes in the dust, walkin' down the road
I kissed you on the lips so
Feather in your eyes, hair spun gold
Chilly old wind, you didn't tell a soul
we will know what secrets break
In a little while, they will show us everything
On a milk white night, secret was told
Frightened like the leaves,
We were young and we'd never grow old
We were young and we'd never grow old
Do -do -do -do -do -do -do
Do -do -do -do -do -do -do
Goldenrod's trees all in a row
Your face was soft as falling snow
Pretty little ponies by the
Pretty little ponies by the side
But when the autumn has taken our wings
With tiny hands and apron strings
Windy days and the fires to share
Pretty little children and a bundle of
In a little while they will
In a little while, they will show
Da, da, da, di, di, di, di, di..