Little boy blue
Hanging over the moon
The sky is a meadow
The stars are dew

Where is the boy?
He’s floating in dreams
In nights he shines
In days he beams

Little boy blue
Wake not soon!
Life is a dream
Yet not sweet as you

What have you seen?
What have you learned?
Mommy is tender
A tender heart is earned

Little boy blue
Come blow your horn
The world is before you
The future is new

Where will you go?
Where will you land?
The journey is long
The joy is grand