Over the moon and throw the fields of tomorrow's light.

The dove's overhead sing their simple tune to the summer moon.

Sleep now my child of the night.

Dream of Ventur's of old.

Of Knights and Warrior

Of Burglars and Kings who ruled the lands of old.

Dream of peace and home,

Of good times and sweet memories,

Of laughter and cheer,

Of Family and Friends

Dream now My Child

For Tomorrow

You will have the day.