In a baby castle just beyond my eye,
my baby plays with angel toys that money can not buy.
Who am i to wish her back,
into this world of strife?
No, play on my baby, you have eternal life
At night when all is silent and sleep forsakes my eyes
Ill hear her tiny footsteps running to my side.
Her little hands caress me so tenderly and sweet.
Ill breate a prayer and close my eyes and embrace her in my sleep
Now i have a treasure that i rate above all other.
I have known true glory, I am still her mother