Lullaby of the Leaves
Bernice Petkere, Joseph Young
The rustling of the leaves used to be my lullaby
Days so long ago when I was a tot so high
And now that I have grown
I found myself alone
Cradle me with summer skies
Can watch me with a million eyes
Oh, sing me to sleep
Lullaby of the leaves
Cover me with heaven's blues
And let me dream a dream or two
Oh sing me to sleep
Lullaby of the leaves
I'm breezing along, along with the breeze
I'm hearing a song, a song through the trees
You know, ooh
That fine melody caressing the shore
Familiar to me, I've heard it before
Ooh, that's hell and
Don't I feel it in my soul
And don't I know I've reached my goal
Oh, sing me to sleep
Lullaby, lullaby of the leaves
Lullaby of the leaves