Nov 2015
Sept. 26, 1994
When first she came to me she barely knew her name
“Rosey in the Corner” who’s knight in armour never came
She was holding on to nothing and staring into space
She was lost in no direction and looking for a place
Where she could feel special yet never have to change
Where everything’s familiar yet everything is strange
And who am I to deny I was looking for the same
It’s a strange old world when you’re new to the game
When first she came to me she opened up my eyes
Reflecting the beauty of the wild and gracious skies
We fell off of a mountain into love above the clouds
Cinderella and the young prince – both singing far too loud
Still too young to know better and yet too old to ask why
Caught up in the moment and the height of their flight
And who am I to deny I was looking for the same
It’s a strange old world when you’re new to the game
When first she came to me she was so unaware
Of the hardships of life and the struggles to bare
She was hopes and balloons and ice-cream turtle pies
She was “Boo Boo” and “Darling” and “hold me when I cry”
It’s amazing how time can fan flames or blow them out
It’s amazing how you find out what life is all about
And who am I to deny I was looking for the same
It’s a strange old world when you’re new to the game
J. H. Webb
When first she came to me she barely knew her name
“Rosey in the Corner” who’s knight in armour never came
She was holding on to nothing and staring into space
She was lost in no direction and looking for a place
Where she could feel special yet never have to change
Where everything’s familiar yet everything is strange
And who am I to deny I was looking for the same
It’s a strange old world when you’re new to the game
When first she came to me she opened up my eyes
Reflecting the beauty of the wild and gracious skies
We fell off of a mountain into love above the clouds
Cinderella and the young prince – both singing far too loud
Still too young to know better and yet too old to ask why
Caught up in the moment and the height of their flight
And who am I to deny I was looking for the same
It’s a strange old world when you’re new to the game
When first she came to me she was so unaware
Of the hardships of life and the struggles to bare
She was hopes and balloons and ice-cream turtle pies
She was “Boo Boo” and “Darling” and “hold me when I cry”
It’s amazing how time can fan flames or blow them out
It’s amazing how you find out what life is all about
And who am I to deny I was looking for the same
It’s a strange old world when you’re new to the game
J. H. Webb
