A Lullaby

The day is gone, my love

and you spent it well

Now do you hear the cry of the mourning dove?

She's telling you to rest with her coo

rest, she sighs

Sleep in the arms of one who dearly loves you

A day well spent is a treasure to keep

a blessing indeed

And so is a dark starry night full of the deepest of sleep

So rest now and don't be afraid 

not of the night

The moon shines on the pillow where your head should be laid

And even were the stars snuffed out

and the moon made darker than ash

I would never leave you darling, I'm here for you; 

You have only to ask

listen, listen