A cloud of eiderdown 
Draws around me 
Softening a sound. 
Sleepy time, and I lie, 
With my love by my side, 
And she's breathing low. 

And the candle dies. 

When night comes down 
You lock the door. 
The book falls to the floor. 
As darkness falls 
The waves roll by, 
The seasons change 
The wind is wry. 

Now wakes the hour 
Now sleeps the swan 
Behold the dream 
The dream is gone. 
Green fields are calling 
It's falling, in a golden door. 

And deep beneath the ground, 
The early morning sounds 
And I go down. 
Sleepy time, and I lie, 
With my love by my side, 
And she's breathing low. 

And I rise, like a bird, 
In the haze, when the first rays 
Touch the sky. 

And the night wings die.