The boy is already dreaming his boyish dream in his bed
Before I can finish his bedtime story
I sit for a moment, contemplating the world
It's waiting for the son of man
Oh, how beautiful the boy truly is
All he can do is learn new things
He turns on his side with a manly grunt
He's journeying through his universe and simply sleeps on
May your journey lead to happiness
With no pointless hate or bitterness
May you be wiser than your mother ever was
May you learn how to think
So the boy is fast asleep in his boyish dream
The lullaby remains unfinished once more
My grown-up troubles dissolve into the night
As I gaze upon the son of man
Oh how all-powerful you can be like that
We made you, but you created us
There you softly breathe, exuding sheer strength
The tears dry in my eyes as you journey on
May your journey lead to happiness
With no pointless hate or bitterness
May you be wiser than your mother ever was
May you learn how to think
May your journey lead to happiness
With no pointless hate or bitterness
May you be wiser than your mother ever was
May you learn how to think
The boy already falls asleep in his bed
Before I can finish his bedtime story