Hsiao (The Flower)

Another flower growing in the garden
Another hour in the setting sun
And as the springtime begs the winter’s pardon
Another chance to grow another one

But right now
It’s time to say goodnight, my baby
It’s time to say goodnight

You’ve got your mother wrapped around your finger
You’ve got your fingers wrapped around her hand
You’ve turned your father into the family singer
It’s funnier than you might understand right now

It’s time to say goodnight, my baby
It’s time to say goodnight

And in your slumber, marching through the meadow
Dirt in your hands, adventure in your heart
You stop to think, though you can’t recall who said so
That whеn you wake is when the rеal adventure starts

But right now
It’s time to say goodnight, my baby
It’s time to say goodnight
It’s time to say goodnight, my baby
It’s time to say goodnight