I would keep guard,every night,for you,by the moon..
And keep you safe,even in your dreams,when the monsters try to get you in your dreams .
And wishper you a goodnight from afar,until you fall asleep..
Or go back home,safe and sound..
The wishper of a child rang out,as faint as wind..
Who heard,who did not..
Did it matter?
The moon became the play ground of a naughty child..
Every night coming close to earth..
To guard the ones the child loved..
To keep them safe even in their dreams
