When she was nine and I was five - Matthews & While
From the album ‘Three Ships’ St Agnes Fountain

Christmas Eve – The lights were bright
And through our window a starry night
Fighting sleep but fading fast
Santa always comes here last
Dreaming now Sisters two
When he came we never knew
The world it seemed was hers and mine
When I was five and she was nine

Wide awake – shouts of glee
Kick to get the blankets free
Down the stairs to get the prize
Excitement in our parent’s eyes
A little from each weekly pay
To spend it all on Christmas day
To make our young dreams come alive
When she was nine and I was five

I’d found a picture in a drawer
I wasn’t meant to see
The pram was coach built by craftsmen
And put aside for me

And there it stood in pride of place
Delight upon my sister’s face
Sleek and black so long and wide
A rose hand painted on the side
Another in its shadow stood
I held my tears as best I could
The one I’d dreamed of wasn’t mine
For I was five and she was nine

But maybe in a year or two
This beauty will pass down to you
So she pushed hers and I pushed mine
When I was five and she was nine