Tonight, will you sit on the edge of my bed
And tell me a bedtime tale?
Of spunky princesses and princes and frogs,
And true love that can never fail?
Tomorrow, will you take me off to the park
And push me on the swing 'til my feet
Reach up through the clouds? And will you hold my hand
When we're crossing the bustling street?
Will you laugh when I see that Santa has come
And admire my utter euphoria?
Will you hold me when I wake up screaming at night
From a frightening phantasmagoria?
Whenever it rains, may I go out to dance?
Will you watch as I giggle and whirl
And come back in soaking and laughing with joy
Your innocent, sweet little girl?
Please sit on the edge of my bed tonight
And help make my short childhood last.
Please wrap me in mantles of a little girl's dreams
While everyone grows up too fast.