… valley of the stars, into the red-bricked road,
tip-toeing slowly, her kind eyes smiling, smiling,
as she reaches the kid, and then she opens her bag,
the bag full of sweetly knit dreams, that she kept knitting,
and magically, covered the kid’s eyes with a quilt of slumber,
and sings the lullaby of sleep, as the kid slowly,
closes her eyes, and sucking her thumb,
peacefully enters the big gates of,
the magical world of sweet dreams.