• Little child, be not afraid.
    Though rain pounds harshly against the glass,
    Like an unwanted stranger, there is no danger.
    I am here tonight.

    Little child, be not afraid.
    Though thunder explodes and lightning flash,
    illuminates your tear-stained face.
    I am here tonight.

    And someday you'll know,
    That nature is so.
    The same rain that draws you near me,
    Falls on rivers and land,
    on forests and sand,
    Makes the beautiful world that you'll see.
    In the morning.

    Little child, be not afraid.
    Though storm clouds mask your beloved moon.
    And its candlelight beams, still keep pleasant dreams.
    I am here tonight.

    Little child, be not afraid.
    Though wind makes creatures of our trees.
    And their branches to hands, they're not real, understand.
    And I am here tonight.

    For you know, once even I was a
    Little child, and I was afraid.
    But a gentle someone always came
    To dry all my tears, trade sweet sleep for fears.
    And to give a kiss goodnight.

    Well now I am grown,
    And these years have shown
    That rain's a part of how life goes.
    But it's dark and it's late,
    So I'll hold you and wait,
    'Till your frightened eyes do close.

    And I hope that you'll know...

    Everything's fine in the morning.
    The rain'll be gone in the morning.
    But I'll still be here in the morning.