Sun­rise lullaby

shel­ter shel­ter in the par­lor
shiny walls all made of mar­mor
brea­t­hing hard to feel the motion
kno­cking on the waves of ocean

plea­sing plea­sing rush of ruby
hold him down, the dancing looby
hold him down, the burning guy
make a wish and soon deny

ailing ailing soon im fai­ling
twist my eyes while im deba­ting
twist my heart while i am waving
fare­well my love as i am fading

tears will fall and joy will rise
twinkle twinkle little eyes