Telling Wind Without Walls
Now I lay me down to sleep. A child prays his soul to keep. He never shuts his eyes, He lays awake to watch the skies. The trees are moving in the shadows Of the silver mirror moon And he sees... WIND WITHOUT WALLS WHEN THE NIGHT FALLS A child always dreams When he's awake - when he's asleep It seems. A child sees the wind, He sees things we cannot imagine - Lions stalking, toys are talking. Is it make-believe? And he sees... WIND WITHOUT WALLS WHEN THE NIGHT FALLS Flugahorn - Chris Tedesco Heartbeat - Christie