I go hide in the closet
The only sound is me breathing
You can never misbehave, when they're looking
And you can never start crying
Good children are those who believe
Everything, and don't demand more than they have
Protect me
Protect me
The elves of a faraway land
Protect me
Protect me
I stay behind the hill so they won't notice
I'm waiting till the shouting quiets down
You can never tattle or they will avenge
You can never tell if your clothes get ripped
Protect me
Protect me
The elves of faraway land
Protect me
Protect me
Under the blanket I'm quiet as a mouse
The spirits will get me if I move now
Good children are those who remember
Only the weak are afraid here
Protect me
Protect me
The elves of a faraway land
Protect me
Protect me