| Song | Crystal Lullaby |
| Artist | Carpenters |
| Album | 40/40 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Listen to the song he sings | |
| Can’t you see his music brings her crystal sleep? | |
| As her heavy eyelids fall | |
| He’s taking her to where the dolls rule the world | |
| And in that land of make believe | |
| Is where he'll leave her sleeping | |
| Softly warm in a crystal lullaby | |
| He’s weaving her a paper castle | |
| Where dancing clowns with tassels made of fur | |
| Welcome her into their world | |
| That lives inside the dreams of every little girl | |
| She’s guarded by a brave tin soldier | |
| Sitting on her shoulder | |
| Taken there in a crystal lullaby | |
| Sometimes when | |
| I listen to | |
| The velvet song that fills the summer afternoon | |
| Something deep within me sighs | |
| And wishes for the peaceful skies of long ago | |
| That wrapped my cares in silver air | |
| And carried them away leaving me | |
| And a crystal lullaby | |
| That wrapped my cares in silver air | |
| And carried them away leaving me | |
| And a crystal lullaby |
| Listen to the song he sings | |
| Can' t you see his music brings her crystal sleep? | |
| As her heavy eyelids fall | |
| He' s taking her to where the dolls rule the world | |
| And in that land of make believe | |
| Is where he' ll leave her sleeping | |
| Softly warm in a crystal lullaby | |
| He' s weaving her a paper castle | |
| Where dancing clowns with tassels made of fur | |
| Welcome her into their world | |
| That lives inside the dreams of every little girl | |
| She' s guarded by a brave tin soldier | |
| Sitting on her shoulder | |
| Taken there in a crystal lullaby | |
| Sometimes when | |
| I listen to | |
| The velvet song that fills the summer afternoon | |
| Something deep within me sighs | |
| And wishes for the peaceful skies of long ago | |
| That wrapped my cares in silver air | |
| And carried them away leaving me | |
| And a crystal lullaby | |
| That wrapped my cares in silver air | |
| And carried them away leaving me | |
| And a crystal lullaby |
| Listen to the song he sings | |
| Can' t you see his music brings her crystal sleep? | |
| As her heavy eyelids fall | |
| He' s taking her to where the dolls rule the world | |
| And in that land of make believe | |
| Is where he' ll leave her sleeping | |
| Softly warm in a crystal lullaby | |
| He' s weaving her a paper castle | |
| Where dancing clowns with tassels made of fur | |
| Welcome her into their world | |
| That lives inside the dreams of every little girl | |
| She' s guarded by a brave tin soldier | |
| Sitting on her shoulder | |
| Taken there in a crystal lullaby | |
| Sometimes when | |
| I listen to | |
| The velvet song that fills the summer afternoon | |
| Something deep within me sighs | |
| And wishes for the peaceful skies of long ago | |
| That wrapped my cares in silver air | |
| And carried them away leaving me | |
| And a crystal lullaby | |
| That wrapped my cares in silver air | |
| And carried them away leaving me | |
| And a crystal lullaby |