Goodnight my little Mikey,
My little lamb of love,
Your needs are great; I love you so,
As does your God above.
I wish that I could take your pain,
And give you a perfect life,
But God, in all His wisdom,
Gives each of us some strife.
So, Mikey dear, you'll get your share,
I pray I'll teach you well,
So you can handle all that comes,
And take in stride, your hells.
I want you to grow up,
To be a thoughtful, caring man,
I want you to love your Lord,
In every way you can.
So, goodnight, my little Mikey,
Close your precious eyes and sleep,
I pray angels will watch over you,
And, "I pray the Lord ... your soul ... to keep."
