When You Open A Book
Made of paper they are, Yet in their pages they hold Worlds near and far Adventures by the thousandfold And people that cannot be found elsewhere But you meet them again and again As you begin once more to see…
Made of paper they are, Yet in their pages they hold Worlds near and far Adventures by the thousandfold And people that cannot be found elsewhere But you meet them again and again As you begin once more to see…