A lullaby I wrote for my son
Songwriter / Flautist
I am a Songwriter / Flautist living in Canada. I also make stupid flash cartoons.
Lyrics
Tuck me into a nice warm bed and sing me a sleepy tune.
Tuck a cloud under my head, and then blow out the moon.
I'll gaze upon the stars, that fill the Milky Way,
far away in Dreamland, far away in Dreamland,
far away in Dreamland, I'll find my dream.
When the Sandman comes to me, quietly in my room,
we will talk of things so softly by the light of the moon,
then we'll fly into the sky, around the Milky Way,
far away in Dreamland, far away in Dreamland,
far away in Dreamland, I'll find my dream.
There in Dreamland I will search for my dream everywhere,
with the smell of evening dew hanging thickly in the air.
I'll search beneath the stars, that fill the Milky Way,
far away in Dreamland, far away in Dreamland,
far away in Dreamland, I'll find my dream.
When I find my dream asleep, beneath a Willow tree,
I will hug it oh so gently, and I'll draw it next to me,
then we'll sleep beneath the stars that fill the Milky Way,
far away in Dreamland, far away in Dreamland,
far away in Dreamland, I found my dream.
