Goodnight, to every little hour that you sleep tight

May it hold you through the winter of a long night

And keep you from the loneliness of yourself

Heart strung is your heart frayed and empty

Cause it's hard luck, when no one understands your love

It's unsung, and I say

Goodnight, my love, to every hour in every day

Goodnight, always, to all that's pure, that's in your heart