[Verse 1] At the window, morning paints the roofs in gold, Grandpa's little clock is ticking, brave and bold. I have packed my red scarf, tucked my map away, There's a little train departing from our bay.
[Chorus] Come along, come along, the day is wide, Past the garden gate and river side. With a paper boat and one bright song, Every road feels like it can’t go wrong.
[Verse 2] By the station, someone waves a checked blue cloth, I wave back and count the cars as they roll off. When I reach the hill where all the swallows fly, I’ll send a postcard with a sun drawn in the sky.
[Chorus] Come along, come along, the day is wide, Past the garden gate and river side. With a paper boat and one bright song, Every road feels like it can’t go wrong.
[Outro] When the evening calls me home again, I’ll tell you where the little journeys went.
Phong cách âm nhạc
1970s Soviet children's variety pop, vintage mono vinyl recording character, innocent high-pitched young boy lead vocal, warm melodic orchestral arrangement with strings, woodwinds, piano, gentle brass accents, lilting upbeat pulse, charming simple singalong melody, concise verse-chorus form, softly rounded tape saturation and narrow mono mix