Maybe something here A touch behind the ear Not a boy, just a toy For a puppeteer Thinking way back when I'm missing him again Heart so young, songs unsung Oh, what might have been I see him in my dreams So perfectly, it seems If I could only make These dreams come true I may never find This vision in my mind Memory may hold the key To feeling how I felt when he was here with me There was so much laughter But we couldn't see Happily ever after was never meant to be If only this could be more than a memory But memory will have to be The way this old man's eyes can see Just how it really was When he was here with me