When all the children fall asleep,
The child in me awakes.
He brushes off his dusty wings,
And then we fly away!
And we fly far away,
When the child awakes!
We soar through soaring melodies,
Through notes so black and gray,
Until we reach our destination
Where we can safely play.
And we play, oh we play,
When the child awakes.
Okay, I wonder why you're still asleep.
(We could be flying all around.)
We could be soaring through a sweet, sunny symphony!
I long for the end of the day
When the child awakes.
We soar above the city streets,
Above the birds and planes.
We penetrate the atmosphere
As we passed outer space.
And we fly far away
When the child awakes.
Okay, I wonder why you're still asleep.
(We could be flying all around.)
Although I couldn't really blame you, but truthfully,
I long for the end of the day
When the child awakes.
I long for the end of the day
When the child awakes.
I long for the end of the day
When the child......... awakes!