Small hand upon your cheek
That twinkle in her eyes...
Has it been there all week?
A book, a prayer, a song
Her nighttime routine
Doesn't last very long
And then it's off to bed
Goodnight and Sweet Dreams
As she lays down her head
My baby girl's asleep
Her dream has begun
No need for counting sheep
She's my only true love
My Evenin' Blessin
That God sent from above
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