O little child
With imagination wild
I never want to cause offence
To budding innocence
Beautiful in sleep
Pitiful to weep
I do not want to see the day
You change from this way
You have me charmed
If ever harmed
By the world in this stage
A war would wage
Your little ears
A different trumpet hears
I know you want to go
Answer to the call and so
My little knight
Eyes of bright
Wistful dreams of victory
Go to your fight without me
Now you dream
And it may seem
You have forgotten this
But you come back for a kiss
I want you to keep
Even in sleep
Your ability to hope
Later it will help you cope
Remember always
In winters and Mays
You're someone's hero
Saving me everywhere I go
When you need a fairy tale
Because the storm has begun to hale
Think of my young charmer
The knight in shining armor
