Sleep. Sleep. Sleep. 
That's all she does
Her eyes closed
Her body still 
Sleep. sleep. sleep. 

Creep. Creep. Creep. 
That's all we do
On our tiptoes
So we don't wake her. 
Creep. Creep. Creep. 

Smile. Smile. Smile! 
She just smiled!
While she slept!
What is she dreaming of? 
What did she see? 

So small and so magical 
So unique and brilliant 
Our Creator's creation. 

Feed. Feed. Feed. 
That's what we must do
Whenever she cries
So that she grows. 
Feed. Feed. Feed.