Last night, laying on JH's bed, talking about his day, when we looked out the window and caught this magnificent streak in the sky. By the time I grabbed my camera ("what are you waiting for, Mom?!"), a tiny jet had joined it in making a pretty show.
Goodnight, goodnight, Sweet baby The world has more for you Than it seems Goodnight, goodnight Let the moonlight take the lid Off your dreams We took a small flight in the middle of the night From one tiny place To another And my parents they remain At the shack with Lorraine And my aunt and my grandpa And brother
We walked past the tarmac And boarded the craft The rain had me chilled to the bones Just the three of us Took flight that night Uncle Richard, me, And James Earl Jones
And the pilot He gave me a blanket And the tall dark man Sang to me in deep rich tones
Goodnight, goodnight Sweet baby The world has more for you Than it seems Goodnight, goodnight Let the moonlight take the lid Off your dreams