And so it seems that when you wish to close your eyes and slip away, you can’t make sleep come. You can’t force your mind to drift into another land, or make your thoughts fade away. Sleep comes, sleep goes. Who owns the wand? Who casts the spell? Who commands your body to just let go? I need to sleep, but don't know the spell. I need to sleep, but don’t know the words to make my thoughts dissolve. I need to sleep, but have no power to make this so. Please, oh giver of sleep, would you grant me rest as i lay down my heavy head; let me fall into Your gentle arms and quiet as the storm You still let me find myself asleep in You.