Morpheus, the god of dreams so fair,
With gentle touch and flowing hair,
He walks in silence through the night,
Bringing visions, to our sight.

He whispers softly in our ear,
As we sleep, our worries disappear,
And in his arms we're gently held,
As he takes us to a dreamy world.

His powers reach far and wide,
From mortal men to gods on high,
In every land and every tongue,
Morpheus' dreamy songs are sung.

He can take us to the past or future,
To a land of wonder or adventure,
With him, our minds can roam and fly,
As we explore the depths of the sky.

Morpheus, the god of dreams divine,
With his soothing touch and voice so fine,
He takes us on a journey rare,
To a land of dreams beyond compare.