Darling, Darling,
It’s the way of the world
You’re not a little boy
And I’m no little girl
The years passed us by and they went too fast,
Guess we thought those days
Would always last

Hey darling, darling,
When are you gonna wake up?
Am I still your friend?

Meet me where
The sidewalk ends,
And we’ll begin again.

We’ll sit in the summer grass, such close friends
I’ll make you a daisy chain
We’ll watch as the world walks past us,
As we play our games again—
Let’s pretend, let’s pretend.

Oh, darling, darling,
Pretend that I love you,
Pretend I always will.
Hey darling, darling,
Pretend that I needed you
And that I need you still.

Darling, darling,
Please wake up,
And we’ll begin again.
Meet me where the sidewalk ends,
If I’m still your friend.

I’m not this little girl you knew,
Pretend you’re a little boy, my friend
Do you love me, will you love me,
Will you meet me where the sidewalk ends?

As we move and grow away
The nursery rhymes fall flat and grey
But I will still be here to stay, my friend.

I’ll wait forever where the sidewalk ends.

- Shel Silverstein

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