please don't cry

for the ghost in the storm outside

they'll not invade this sacred shrine

nor infiltrate your mind

my life down I will lie

if the bogeyman should try

to play tricks on your sacred mind

to tease, torment and tantilize

waring shadows loom

a piano plays in an empty room

there'll be blood on the (cleaver) tonight

and when darkness lifts and the room is bright

I'll still be by your side

you'll never be alone again

as long as the hand that rocks the cradle is mine

as long as the hand that rocks the cradle is mine

seeing shadows shimmy, die

and when the wardrobe (.....)

the sadness in your beautiful eyes

your untouched, unspoiled, wondrous eyes

my life down I will lie

should restless spirits try

to play tricks on your sacred mind

I once had a child and it saved my life

and I never even asked his name

I just looked into his wondrous eyes

and said never

never never again

and all too soon I did return

just like a moth to a flame

so rattle my bones all over the stones

because I'm only a beggar and nobody alms

see how words recind

I'm here and here I'll stay

together

together we'll pray

yuo'll never need be alone again

your eyes

as long as the hand that rocks the cradle is mine

as long as the hand that rocks the cradle is mine

climb upon my sunny bones ....