Charles, the light is soft tonight
I heard you shuffling ‘cross the floor
You worry so, of all you know
The world beyond the bedroom door
Is far away – oh, leave it there
Come to bed and dream
Of shiny stones and sparrow bones
And Annie by the stream
Of Annie in her summer dress
While I was tending all the rest
You held her hand and walked the land
We could not love you more than then
Oh, sleep and dream and in between
The moon and the daybreak, lie with me
My treasure prime, there will be time
Tomorrow, oh, the things you'll see ...