Come, little children
Follow the fairy
To a world of fantasy
Leave on your PJs
Sneak out the window
Leave your parents behind
No more rules
No more yelling
Not here, not ever
She really is beautiful
The fairy from the window
Who beckons them away
She reminds the children of their mothers
Safe and kind
And always trustworthy
So they follow her
The pretty fairy
To the land she promises
With her voice so soft
She leads them away
Forever and always
And in the morning
When the mothers come to wake
Their sleeping treasures
They scream
They weep
They curse their God
Held in her arms
The mother hugs her dead son
Who followed the fairy to fairyland