I'd like to turn the clock back to a different place and time

When cokes were just a nickel and comic books a dime.

I remember all my childhood friends and wonder how they are

And wonder if they think of me, whether near to me or far

I'd like to see my father and the smile he always had

To see him dance the polka - that always made me glad

Or taste my grandma's cooking, from cakes to chicken soup

Or watch her make a rag rug, loop by patient loop.

There are so many people who are gone and whom I miss

Why didn't I take the time then, for a visit and a kiss?

But they all live in my memory, right here beneath my heart

And someday we will meet again, then never more to part.