How do you say to your child in the night?Nothing’s all black, but then nothing’s all whiteHow do you say it will all be all rightWhen you know that it might not be true?What do you do?Careful the things you sayChildren will listenCareful the things you doChildren will see and learnChildren may not obey, but children will listenChildren will look to you for which way to turnTo learn what to beCareful before you say « listen to me »Children will listenCareful the wish you makeWishes are childrenCareful the path they takeWishes come true, not freeCareful the spell you castNot just on childrenSometimes a spell may lastPast what you can seeAnd turn against youCareful the tale you tellThat is the spellChildren will listenHow do you say to a child who’s in flight »Don’t slip away and I won’t hold so tight »What can you say that no matter how slightWon’t be misunderstoodWhat do you leave to your child when you’re dead?Only whatever you put in it’s headThings that your father and mother had saidWhich were left to them tooCareful the things you sayChildren will listenCareful you do them tooChildren will see and learnGuide them, but step awayChildren will glistenTamper with what is trueAnd children will turnIf just to be freeCareful before you say »Listen to me »Children will listen