Childhood Is a Meadow
Childhood is a meadow,
For angels without wings . . .
Childhood is a meadow,
Of toys an' rose-covered swings . . .
With singing brooks
For laughing hearts at play
And a fence made of rainbows
To keep every care away . . .
Childhood is a meadow,
And as the years depart,
It remains evergreen
And can only be seen
By those who are young in heart . . .
Childhood is a meadow,
And as the years depart,
It remains evergreen
And can only be seen
By those who are young in heart . . .
Words and Music by Jerry Tobias, Charles Tobias
And Frederick K. Tobias
Writer/s: CHARLES TOBIAS, FRED TOBIAS, JERRY TOBIAS
