a girl called linda

read me a dream sighs linda

flying through nursery windows

leaving a night light burning

keep all my love beside you

toys r us for you dear

chocolate crocodile tears

now look who's talking

jigsaw junior high school

all overtime in play group

under a railway footbridge

primrose hill by moonbeams

buckle my shoe in springtime

winter's child grows restless

pining for bread and roses

somewhere she's been before

gazing at the farmyard

all those things adored

only until she's bored

climbing the wall of china

outside the old toy station

wrapped in a garden glory

read me a bedtime story

i know that you have to grow up

leaving all this behind you

farewell my lovely linda

sweet as a birdsong linda

once in a dream called linda