The Reindeer Section
"Your Small Beauty"

Goodnight
I can take it from here
Our little house is empty
It's warm still from the fire
That died about an hour ago
Tight
And I will lend you my shirt
You say it smells like I do
I laugh and hope it don't
You laugh and say it's perfect for you
Now dream, my child
Now dream, my child
Now dream, my child
Now dream, my child
Dream now
Dream like a little girl now
Dream like there is no world now
Except what you see in your head now
Baby, baby