I built you a magical palace
By the light of the moon
With a view of the aurora borealis
And your private hot air balloon...
And a winding crystal ice maze
Leading to a star chart
That absolutely conveys
The language of my heart.
I speak to you of forever,
And you are wildly amazed;
And I pull a magic lever,
And the world's roof is raised.
The stars careen out of sight,
And you and I are alone,
In a frost kingdom's candlelight,
Eating ice cream cones.
Little boy of snowy stars,
I bring you home to bed,
Tell you tales of red Mars,
Then kiss your soft forehead.
Good night, my dear little one,
I love you more than you know.
Rest in the land of the midnight sun,
And dream of Martian snow.

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