Attic Toys - Nana Mouskouri

Rocking chairs and rocking horses

Teddy bears and flying saucers

Brik-a-brak and broken souvenirs

Christmas lights and covered wagons

Paper kites and Chinese dragons

Mingle in the shadows of the years

Attic toys in great profusion

Lying here in strange confusion

Cut into the memory like a knife

Smiling dolls and faded cotton

Dusty world I had forgotten

Tell again the story of my life

Smiling dolls and faded cotton

Dusty world I had forgotten

Tells again the story of my life

Gone the time and dead the season

Now I ask the rhyme and reason

Why my little world got left behind

Here among this helter skelter

Taking stock and taking shelter

I may find a moments peace of mind

Attic toys in great profusion

Vanished hopes and disillusions

Peel away the memories like a knife

Broken dreams and paradoxes

Side by side in cardboard boxes

Recollect the story of my life

Broken dreams and paradoxes

Jungle up in cardboard boxes

Tell again the story of my life

Attic toys of pain and pleasure

Lying here like buried treasure

Measure up the story of my life