Charles, the light is soft tonight I heard you shuffling ‘cross the floor You worry so, of all you know The world beyond the bedroom door Is far away – oh, leave it there Come to bed and dream Of shiny stones and sparrow bones And Annie by the stream Of Annie in her summer dress While I was tending all the rest You held her hand and walked the land We could not love you more than then Oh, sleep and dream and in between The moon and the daybreak, lie with me My treasure prime, there will be time Tomorrow, oh, the things you'll see ...