lullabye, impatient friend, and let love grow.
the sweetness of a secret is the fact that you don't know.
there is laughter in the darkness that shines brighter than the snow.
so lullabye, my darling, and let the silence flow.
the brilliance of a blushing cheek is magnified by time.
we whisper what we want to shout by using simple rhyme,
and all the while, we keep a smile; our hearts are in their prime.
we dance in dreams which translates well to fluid pantomime.
so lullabye, delicious gossip, and stop your tongue.
my story is a fairy tale because i'm very young.
you cannot guess the end before the final cadence's sung,
in friendship fine we drink our wine, and all with love are stung.
