A playful lullaby about the gentle FOMO of dreams waiting outside the window, eager to visit. The song turns bedtime into a cozy conspiracy—close your eyes, and the magic will come. Its soft, conspiratorial tone reassures little ones that the best dreams are worth waiting for.
A curious little girl who waits for dreams to visit her at bedtime
She knows dreams can’t come until she closes her eyes
The dreams are out tonight Softly tapping on the pane Looking for a sleepy sight Eyes to visit, soft and plain
One just peeked inside for you Waved a little silver hand But the moon said, "Not quite true— She must wait for sleep’s command"
[chorus] Close your eyes and they will come Dreams will dance and softly hum Wrap you tight in silver light Close your eyes and say goodnight
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