No more, no more
the voice is gone
my childhood
my childhood is gone.
Oh Monday, Monday
it was thirty two
thirty two and sixty two
not alive in 77 but
my childhood is gone.
life and love he preached
life and love and joy
I wrapped him in my arms
I wrapped him in my world
so tightly did I hold him
so tightly did I know him
No more, no more
the voice is gone
my childhood
my childhood is gone
Twenty three
and my childhood is gone.
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