MissAchton

Sweet dreams, my king You fought hard and brave   Through this last frontier And though you lost this final battle You still won the war Sweet dreams, my king We will carry on   Your kingdom shall not fall We will stand tall and honor your memory I know you will watch over us Sweet dreams, my king Our last goodbye Before you are united   With the little prince in heaven We miss you already See you later, my king I hope you will greet me At the heavenly door With your arms wide open When my time comes In loving memory of Eigil

Sweet dreams, little prince Your heart was so big, yet your casket too small You had almost just arrived Before we said goodbye Sweet dreams, little prince As the September rain graces my face and soaks my jacket You are dry and safe In a sea of flowers Sweet dreams, little prince As you are lowered into the ground, from dust to dust The tears of loved ones flow We will miss you Sweet dreams, little prince You were granted your wings and ready to fly No wheelchair or illness to hold you back You are free at last See you later, little prince When I grow old and my time comes I will get my wings And I will fly with you In loving memory of