Come little children
I'll take thee away, into a land
of Enchantment


Come little children
the time's come to play
here in my garden
of Shadows


Follow sweet children
I'll show thee the way
through all the pain and
the Sorrows


Weep not poor children
for life is this way
murdering beauty and
Passions


Hush now dear children
it must be this way
to weary of life and
Deceptions


Rest now my children
for soon we'll away
into the calm and
the Quiet


Come little children
I'll take thee away, into a land
of Enchantment


Come little children
the time's come to play
here in my garden
of Shadows