I wish i had a talking book

That told me how to act and look

A talking book that contained keys

To past and present memories



A talking book that said your name

So if you were gone, you'd still remain

More than a picture on a shelf

In imagination i could touch



A talking, talking book



I wish i had a talking book

Filled with buttons you could push

Containing looks and sights, your touch

Your feel, your breath, your sounds, your sighs



How much i'd bluster to ask it why

One must live and one must die



I wish i had a talking book

By my side so i could look

And touch and feel and dream, a look

Much bigger than a talking book

A taste of loving future and past

Is that so much to really ask

In this one moment's time and space

Can our love really be replaced

By a talking book



Can our love really be replaced

By a talking book

Can our love really be replaced

By a talking book

Can our love ever, forever be replaced

Can our love ever be replaced



Can our love ever be replaced

(can our love really be replaced)

By a talking book




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