What is there to find
In the dreams, of our mind
As nighttime, blankets the land
They are the peaceful kind
So, leave the day behind
Let sleep now, take command
At this day's end
I bid thee, Good Night, Friend
Drift, into wonderful dreams, as they pass by
Rest, be yours, capture
Calming, soothing rapture
Your castle awaits, in the sky
Sleep Tight
Till The 'Morrow's Daylight
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