Their's much more to life than what you see...

Sleep well little child,
The Lords holds thee now...

i'm not all you wished of me,
i took your love for granted,
and all the things you said to me...
and now i'm coming home,
but a cold stone is all i see...

Now I lay me down to sleep,
Pray the lord my soul to keep,
If I die before I wake,
Pray the lord my soul to take...