You lay beside me sleeping, I lie awake and love you so

I'm sure you know

And while you're gently breathing

you sing a song that I should know

But I don't know

You sing it softly, unaware that you are tearing at my heart

You sing it softly, if I had to call it something it is art

Lord have mercy calm angry seas

Blow gentle breezes toward you and me

Lord have mercy, dry all our tears

Save us, dear Lord, from prophets of fear and doom

I hear the children singing but what they're singing

Never goes where your song goes

I hear thе busker singing and while it's moving

I don't know, I just don't know

I hope tonight whilе you're asleep

I'll hear it sung just once again

It flows so gently from your lips

as if the world were at its end

Lord have mercy, calm angry seas

Blow gentle breezes toward you and me

Lord have mercy, dry all our tears

Save us, dear Lord

From prophets of fear and doom

Lord have mercy calm angry seas

Blow gentle breezes toward you and me

Lord have mercy calm angry seas

Blow gentle breezes toward you and me

Toward you and me

One song means nothing in the grander scheme of things

I know, I know

Still as you softly sing each night without you knowing

My tears flow

Lord have mercy, calm angry seas

Blow gentle breezes toward you and me

Lord have mercy, dry all our tears

Save us, dear Lord, from prophets of fear and doom

Lord have mercy, calm angry seas

Blow gentle breezes toward you and me

Lord have mercy, dry all our tears

Save us, dear Lord, from prophets of fear and doom

Lord have mercy, calm angry seas

Blow gentle breezes toward you and me

Lord have mercy, calm angry seas

Blow gentle breezes toward you and me

Toward you and me