Close your eyes, little one
Lay your head on my sleeve
The room turns soft and silver
As the shadows start to breathe
I’ll tuck the door with moonlight
Set your worries on the shelf
Tonight the world is smaller
Than the heartbeat in yourself
And if you drift
Past the hill
Past the sleeping willow tree
You’ll find a gate
Made of gold
Swaying quietly for thee
Sleep, sleep, dream along
Sleep, sleep, drift so far
Faraway lands
Hold your hand
Faraway lands
Sing you back again
There’s a valley made of violets
And a lake of glass and dew
Tiny boats with paper sails
Wait just there for you
Cats of cloud walk softly
On a bridge of braided rain
Every wish you ever hid
Grows in that warm land again
And if you sail
Past the moon
Past the lanterns in the air
You’ll hear your name
Like a song
Floating up from somewhere there
Sleep, sleep, dream along
Sleep, sleep, drift so far
Faraway lands
Hold your hand
Faraway lands
Sing you back again
When the morning peeks
Through the seam of night
I’ll still be here
Holding you tight
But for now, go roam
Where the golden rivers bend
And every gentle dream
Knows your name at the end
Sleep, sleep, dream along
Sleep, sleep, drift so far
Faraway lands
Hold your hand
Faraway lands
Sing you back again
Sleep, sleep, close your eyes
Sleep, sleep, soft and warm
Faraway lands
Hold your hand
Faraway lands
Till you’re home again
