By Brooke Keith
Meet me in dreamland, little one.
I’ll wait for you there.
I’ll dance with you on Jupiter
With moonbeams in my hair.
We’ll leave the stars as footprints
Upon our midnight flight.
We’ll hop aboard a shooting star
And kiss the moon goodnight.
We’ll spin the rings of Saturn
And discover far off things,
We’ll sail on clouds of moonlight . . .
Where fairies find their wings.
We’ll find a sea of twinkling stars
That we can wish upon
And when the night sky falls asleep
We’ll sail the sun back home.