There was a boy I met in kindergarten
He was sweet, he said that I was smart
He was good at sports and people liked him
And at naptime once we shared a mat
I didnt sleep, I sat and watched him breathing
Watched him dream for nearly half an hour
Oooh
Then he woke up.
He pulled a scab of once playing kickball
He kissed me quick and pressed it in my hand
I took that scab and put it in a locket
All year long I wore it near my heart
He didnt care if I was thin or pretty
And he was mine until we hit first grade
Oooh.
Then he woke up.
Last night I dreamed
A horse with wings flew down into my homeroom
On its back, there he sat
And he held out his arms
So we sailed across the gym
Above the faculty parking lot
My kindergarten boyfriend and I
And a horse with wings
Now were all grown up and we know better
Now we recognize the way things are
Certain boys are meant for kindergarten
Certain girls are meant to be alone
But I believe that any dream worth having
S a dream that should not have to end
So Ill build a dream that I can live in
And this time Im never waking up
And well soar above the trees
Over cars and croquet lawns
Past the church and the lake
And the Tri County Mall
We will fly through the dawn
To a new kindergarten
Where naptime is centuries long
Oooh...
