Sometimes

Some nights are magic nights,

Before you go to bed,

You hear the darling music

Go chiming in your head;

You look into the garden,

And through the misty grey

You see the trees all waiting

In a breathless kind of way.

All the stars are smiling;

They know that very soon

The fairies will come singing

From the land behind the moon.

If only you could keep awake

When Nurse puts out the light . . .

Anything might happen

On a truly magic night.