There are travellers
Crossing gulfs of space
Nestled in the stars
Smiling down upon your dreaming face
Rivers of stars sparkle over your head
And the moon swings like a bell
Many strange worlds
You will know by night
But you’ll voyage safe
And return before the morning light
Butterflies sleep in the grass in the woods
And the moon swings like a bell
Close your eyes little one
You will rise like the sun
Sleep little one, sleep
Close your eyes little one
You will rise like the sun
Sleep little one, sleep
Rivers of stars sparkle over your head
Rivers of stars sparkle over your head
And the moon swings like a bell