There is a woodland faraway in every childhood dream,
Where fairies dance and Teddy Bears play beside a crystal stream.
It's a magical land where wishes made always will come true,
And toys long silent come alive beneath the skies of blue.
In this woodland faraway in every childhood dream,
A Teddy Bear picnic will appear beside the crystal stream.
They'll play hide-and-seek among the trees or stretch out in the shade,
And listen to the cricket's song that fills the shadowy glade.
This magical land where Teddy Bears play is not for all to see,
It lives only in the childlike heart that's young, and light, and free.
The average heart can but wish "Oh, only if I could!"
While Teddy Bears play beside the stream and whisper in the wood.
K. Allen Stull
