Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock
The pendulum sways back and forth
Time is passing by, but sleep has yet to come......
Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock
The witching hour grows near
And whatever child is still awake
Has very much to fear.........
They say the Sandman comes for those who can’t sleep on their own
In the darkness he is waiting
For wide-awake children all alone
To carry them away with him, far away from home
So pray that you find sleep soon my child,
Lay down your weary head
For he knows your eyes are open
The man beneath your bed……….
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