Chinese white
The bent twig of darknes
Grows the petals of the morning
It shows to them the birds singin
just behind the dawning
Come dip into the cloud cream lapping
I can't keep my hand on the ploug
Because it's dying
But I will lay me down with my arm
round a rainbow
And I will lay me down to dream
Oh, will your magic Christmas tree be shinin
Gently all around
Climbing up these figure
The sun is tugging at my shoulder
And, every step I take
I think my feet are getting older
I see the crystal dreams unfolding
I can't keep my eyes on the book because it's mouldring
But I will lay me down with my arm
round a rainbow
And I will lay me down to dream
Oh, will your magic Christmas tree be shinin
Gently all around