I have a message from your little boy;
The one you said you remember,
Whose name is just like mine.
We thought that was a funny coincidence,
And we laughed together, about it.
We laughed, and I forgot to tell you
He gave me a message for you.

I have a message from your little boy;
Do you remember him now, as you did
A minute ago?  You do?
Yes, I know -- his name is just the same
As mine!
He is small, yes, and I am big.
He gave me a message for you.

I have a message from your little boy;
Those are, indeed, fine flowers, but
If you eat them, there won't be any
For others to smell, or even taste.
Do you have a little boy
Whose name is similar to mine?
He gave me a message for you.

I have a message from your little boy;
He's right nearby, and he remembers you.
He's right nearby, and he --
I like the buttons on the telephone, too;
You used to show me how to take them off
And put them back.  Now, you just take them off.
He gave me a message for you.

I have a message from your little boy;
He misses you; he remembers your strong hand
Stretched out to help him cross the road;
Yes, his name is quite like mine.
He remembers, he says, that you
Forgot to wave goodbye;
He gave me that message for you.

I have a message from your little boy;
That when I leave today, will you please
Wave goodbye,
And I will wave goodbye
To him.
He said to tell you that he loves you.
He gave me that message for you.

I have a message from your little boy;
And I think we have a road to cross...

A one-way street, where flowers grow forever...