Lord Have Mercy

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 the busker singing And while it's moving, I don't know I just don't know I hope tonight while 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 Calm angry seas Blow gentle breezes Toward you and me, toward you and me