I wonder if you're growing in the starlight Or will you fit upon my knee? When I grow old and join you I wonder how tall you'll be. Is there a park we can go to? Or snow to make a man? A trampoline to play on? Or postman Pat, in a van? Maybe we can play with Winnie, Piglet and all their friends We'll go up and down on a see saw And I'll see your smile once again