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