Before I go to sleep, read me A bedtime story, Read me a bedtime story.
I would like to be young again.
That I could wake in solace From the sleepless dream of a child's stage Where the world is of no concern, but only fairies and knights reside.
Such magic can only be found in their eyes.
If we could never wake up to reality To face the crippling truth that there is no such Happiness In the blossoming of adulthood, Then every day of our lives would be Beautiful.
Every day would end with the last pages Of a happy ever after.