It's All The Same To The Clam.

This Bridge Will Take You Halfway There - The Last Few Steps You Will Have To Take Yourself.

You Don't Have To Shoot Me," Says The Young Lion. "i Will Be Your Rug And I Will Lie In Front Of Your Fireplace And I Won't Move A Muscle And You Can Sit On Me And Toast All The Marshmallows You Want. I Love Marshmallows.

If You Are A Dreamer Come In

The Little Boy And The Old Man Said The Little Boy, "sometimes I Drop My Spoon." Said The Old Man, "i Do That Too." The Little Boy Whispered, "i Wet My Pants." I Do That Too," Laughed The Little Old Man. Said The Little Boy, "i Often Cry." The Old Man Nodded, "so Do I." But Worst Of All," Said The Boy, "it Seems Grown-ups Don't Pay Attention To Me." And He Felt The Warmth Of A Wrinkled Old Hand. I Know What You Mean," Said The Little Old Man.

The Bridge Will Only Take You Halfway There, To Those Mysterious Lands You Long To See. Through Gypsy Camps And Swirling Arab Fair, And Moonlit Woods Where Unicorns Run Free. So Come And Walk Awhile With Me And Share The Twisting Trails And Wondrous Worlds I've Known. But This Bridge Will Only Take You Halfway There. The Last Few Steps You Have To Take Alone.