DREAM ON
Song by Oak Ridge Boys
Story by Laura Fort (Light Storm)
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DREAM ON
“Do it again!” Five-year-old Jessie Bannon hollered to her father, Race
Bannon.
Race just laughed and shook his head. “Sweetheart, it’s bed time!
You’re going to be too excited to go to sleep!” He didn’t mention the
fact that tossing her up in the air and catching her was a little
dangerous since the room had a low ceiling.
She just grinned up at him. “But I’m not sleepy!”
Race shook his head. “Sorry, Ponchita. But you know you need your
sleep. Tomorrow’s going to be a big day for you.”
Jessie stuck out her lower lip. “Can’t I stay up a little bit longer?”
Race picked her up. “Jessie, it’s your bedtime. You know that if you
don’t get any sleep, you won’t be in a good mood in the morning. Now, go
upstairs and get ready for bed. I’ll be up to tuck you in a few
moments.”
Jessie nodded reluctantly as Race lowered her to the ground. He sighed
as she took off up the stairs. He loved her past the stars above. He
couldn’t believe how fast the time was beginning to pass. “Soon, she’ll
be graduating from college and starting a life of her own.”
Race didn’t like that thought one bit.
Starting up the stairs, he heard Jessie finishing up in the bathroom.
Jessie poked her head out at the sound of his footsteps. “I’m almost
ready for bed, Daddy.”
Race nodded. “I’m very glad to see that.”
After Jessie finished, she dragged Race to her room. “Will you sing me
a song?”
Race glanced at her, surprised she didn’t ask for her favorite bedtime
story. “A song? What do you want me to sing?”
Jessie shrugged.
Race thought for a minute. He didn’t really sing much, or at least
around anyone. He never really thought he had a very good voice.
What was he supposed to sing to her? Then it hit him. It was an old
song, but still great in his book.
“Okay, Ponchita.” He turned on the night light in her room, and turned
off the overhead light. He tucked her in, then lay down beside her.
It felt funny at first to sing, but the song just flowed from inside
him.
Lay your head down on my shoulder
I won’t let the night get colder
I’ll protect you - I’ll be keepin’
Trouble far from where you’re sleepin’
Until you wake in the morning
You got the world to yourself
Dream on - Dream about the world
We’re gonna live in one fine day
Dream on - Spend the night in Heaven
I’ll be here to light your way
Someday tomorrow will smile
A little girl in the meanwhile
Dream on
Race stroked her cheek. He could tell she was finally getting sleepy.
He continued singing.
You’re a princess - Chains around you
I’m the hero who just found you
‘Til the brand new day must wake you
Let imagination take you
Go where the music is playing
I’ll be along in a while
Dream on - Dream about the world
We’re gonna live in one fine day
Dream on - Spend the night in Heaven
I’ll be here to light your way
Someday tomorrow will smile
A little girl in the meanwhile
Dream on
Race smiled tenderly at his now sleeping daughter. She did look like a
princess, her long red hair spread out over her pillow. He felt like the
luckiest father alive. His voice softened as he tucked her in, about to
leave.
Dream on - Dream about the world
We’re gonna live in one fine day
Dream on - Spend the night in Heaven
I’ll be here to light your way
Dream on
Just as he was leaving, he heard a faint “I love you, Daddy.” He
smiled.
“I love you too, sweetheart.”
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