I could have all the stars sing for you Even the winds would pause and listen The angels would hum along Little babies would giggle at such a blissful sight Yet you still would not sleep For who would miss such an enchanted lullaby? I could tell the rain to dance for you Dance at the rhythm of its own fall Splashing little sparkles of diamond in the moonlight Teasing the moon to bring about a rainbow Yet you would giggle to yourself and not sleep yet For you find it not sweet to miss such a splendor of nature. Or I could just sit and read to you about Georgie Porgie Who found the girls playing and kissed them all But we both know such a story is not exactly a bed time story For you would rather stay up all night And make your own bedtime story So I will just sit here, look at you, and smile Smile away all your sorrows and sooth your withered heart But not a poem shall I tell For all I will ever say is GOOD NIGHT