Written by: Mary Meade Stephenson

Oh, magical, mystical fairies of the night
Come into my slumber so I can take flight

Fly with you to where you are hidden and reside
In beautiful timberlands on that glorious mountainside

How I envy you of your impish and carefree ways
I want to stay with you forever...to never go away

So many wondrous sights you could share with me
Maybe even some of your fairy dust to help all be happy

A buzzer is ringing in the distance, somewhere in my head
Reality stikes as I hurriedly jump up from my cozy bed

No more fairies, beautiful sights, or majestic flights
Maybe they'll come visit me during my slumber again tonight