S.I.D.S (Sudden Infant Death Syndrome)

Goodnight my sweet child
I bet that you're tired
But don't you cry
Because in the morning
We'll go for a picnic
Just you and me

Goodnight dear mother
I rest my small head on my soft pillow
Under the night shade of an outside willow
I'm so sad because you don't know
That god is telling me that i must go
Because my breathing will soon slow
But don't worry mummy
I'll kiss you goodnight
On my way to heaven