♫ ♬ There was a time I used to look into my father's eyes. In a happy home I was a king, I had a golden throne. Those days are gone, Now the memories are on the wall. I hear the songs Of the places where I was born.
"Don't you worry, don't you worry, child. See heaven's got a plan for you.
There was a time I met a girl of a different kind. We ruled the world, I thought I'd never lose her out of sight. We were so young, I think of her now and then. I still hear the song that reminded me of my friend. ♫ ♬