Silent Paws
(hm-mmm) A quiet space upon the rug
Where you would curl so tight
A tiny patch of golden warmth
In the afternoon light
And now the room is very still
Sleep well, little friend
Underneath the willow tree
May your dreams have no end
Forever wild and free (oooh)
I still look down before I step
And listen at the door
To hear the quiet gentle pad
Across the wooden floor
But only silence answers back
Sleep well, little friend
Underneath the willow tree
May your dreams have no end
Forever wild and free (oooh)
Just a memory of warmth
(sleep well)