Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray to the lord my baby's soul to keep
And that's all I ask
He believes in the golden rule
Santa and the ole' lady who lived in a shoe
I'm his guiding hand and he's my best friend
He is just a little boy
We build bridges from nothing more than tinker-toys
That we'll cross again
He stumbles thru the living room
Doing his best to fill his daddy's shoes
Guess he want's to be just like me
In his eyes I'm a hero
But he don't know how that scares me
I'm so much less than a super man
But for him I try to be
Cause one day he'll be gone so far from home
Too old to hold my hand
But I'll be his biggest fan
And he'll still be daddy's little man
He climbs in bed with mr. bear
And closes his eyes to say his bed time prayers
Another day is thru
He says "daddy's great and god is good
Let us thank him for our food"
And god understood
He knows how children do
God was a daddy too
In his eyes I'm a hero
But he don't know how that scares me
I'm so much less than a super man
But for him I try to be
Cause one day he'll be gone so far from home
Too old to hold my hand
But I'll be his biggest fan
And he'll still be daddy's little man
