The Special Years - Val Doonican

From pigtails to wedding veils

From pinafores to lace

And in between are the special years

Time never can erase

From play toys to college boys

From little girl to wife

And in between are the special years

You remember all of your life

The special years are filled

With sweet promises and pain

But love will never taste

Quite so wonderful again

So slow up, don’t rush to grow up

You’ll be a woman before long

So stay awhile in the special years

Their magic will soon be gone

Just stay awhile in the special years

Their magic — will soon be gone…