(Dil starts to cry) Tommy: Aw... Dil come on you're hurting my ears Ow that's loud. Baby, please, rest your head Now it is, time for bed I'll protect you like no other You're okay, for a little brother. (Dil starts to cry again) Aw Dil... Aw don't, don't cry. Mmm... Twinkle, twinkle, how time flies Slowly in the stary skies Baby please, close your eyes Your as sweet as apple pies As you grow and love and play In my heart you'll always stay So sleep, and dream the night awaaaayyy. (Dil starts to cry again) Dil, don't cry It's okay... it's gonna be okay I'll hold you Aw Dil, you're hurting my ears... Dil: My Tommy.