The day is done. The night has come. It's time to go to sleep. The sun is down. The moon is up. But where are all the sheep? The little lambs are dreaming to be counted: one, two, three. Oh Father Moon, please wake them up. It's time, you must agree. My children need their rest. They've had a busy day of play. Now mom and dad deserve some time, that's all I ask, I pray.