Now I lay me down to sleep.

A child prays his soul to keep.

He never shuts his eyes,

He lays awake to watch the skies.

The trees are moving in the shadows

Of the silver mirror moon

And he sees...



WIND WITHOUT WALLS

WHEN THE NIGHT FALLS



A child always dreams

When he's awake - when he's asleep

It seems. A child sees the wind,

He sees things we cannot imagine -

Lions stalking, toys are talking.

Is it make-believe?

And he sees...



WIND WITHOUT WALLS

WHEN THE NIGHT FALLS



Flugahorn - Chris Tedesco

Heartbeat - Christie