Once every May Day We stayed at her house With doilies on tables And cats on the couch She played me records The ones he adored The music They danced to Before the war And now Sometimes I see her And she seems So lonely Standing there In my moonpie dreams He wagged his tail When Jim let him in He came From the next block And they were Best friends He'd bring the paper Without a tear He knew his friend Jim Would always be there Now he waits At the back door But it's just him only Sitting there In my moonpie dreams Now I look Out my window And wish you Could hold me You're always there In my moonpie dreams