Tekst:
Elisabeth, if you get old,
may you never know the terror of these nights
In all of the uncertainties, well certainly
you will be loved, and lifted up
and never let to want of anything at all
Elisabeth, when you get home,
they will read to you from books about your friend Madeline
In all of the uncertainties, well certainly
you will be loved, and lifted up
and never let to want of anything at all
Don't think you're safe,
that cat will be back again someday
(to have his way with all of us)
I'm afraid he does not make friends so easily
But you can sleep tonight,
and dream about the rest of your life
may you never know the terror of these nights
In all of the uncertainties, well certainly
you will be loved, and lifted up
and never let to want of anything at all
Elisabeth, when you get home,
they will read to you from books about your friend Madeline
In all of the uncertainties, well certainly
you will be loved, and lifted up
and never let to want of anything at all
Don't think you're safe,
that cat will be back again someday
(to have his way with all of us)
I'm afraid he does not make friends so easily
But you can sleep tonight,
and dream about the rest of your life
