He has whispered me his cries,
As tears fall from his brown eyes.
He runs in his restless sleep,
Silently I listen, as he weeps.
I wish to hold him close and dears,
But into sleep I disappear.
Awake unto the morning day,
The cries have now gone away.
He runs to me when he wakes,
From his dreams he shivers, shakes.
I wonder what his dreams could be,
Because he can't tell them to me.
I question why and wonder and,
I wish that I could understand.
As tears fall from his brown eyes.
He runs in his restless sleep,
Silently I listen, as he weeps.
I wish to hold him close and dears,
But into sleep I disappear.
Awake unto the morning day,
The cries have now gone away.
He runs to me when he wakes,
From his dreams he shivers, shakes.
I wonder what his dreams could be,
Because he can't tell them to me.
I question why and wonder and,
I wish that I could understand.
