Ballad For My One True Love
from Birds Flying Away and Live at First Ave.
Sleeping in a cherry tree high above a monastery
Where the bells are ringing slow to say farewell when hours go
And all the while I'm dreaming of
The ballad for my one true love
Searching for the perfect way to say
I love you sweetheart
This is my dream come true
And God bless the babies that sleep in you
God bless the babies that sleep in you
Sleeping in a motel room underneath a silver moon
With the windows open wide, I can hear the stars go by
And all the while I'm dreaming of
The ballad for my one true love
Searching for the perfect way to say
I love you sweetheart
This is my dream come true
And God bless the babies that sleep in you
God bless the babies that sleep in you