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