It Can't Be Bedtime Yet

 

It can't be bedtime yet

because

I haven't found

the perfect words

to tell the wondrous

truth I've learned.

 

It can't be bedtime yet

because

I haven't heard

the perfect song

to help the magic carry on

and bleed its love

from root to seed

To help us 

satisfy and feed

And give us

what we truly need.

 

It can't be bedtime yet

because

As we contemplate the sky,

the sun and stars

and distant moon,

The same we see

from different rooms,

have not yet sung

the timeless tune...

 

We'll sing together

very soon.