Sing low to me, you know the one The country song that your father loved The traffic thrums below your voice Your quietness drowns out the noise Oh, your stillness Let it fill this house in troubled times Love, forgive me Can you give me A little peace of mind One more time When we were kids in New York, the whole world was young But I caught a glimpse of who you'd become All summer on your fire escape Did you already know, darling, the mess I'd make? Oh, your stillness Let it fill this house in troubled times Love, forgive me Can you give me A little peace of mind One more time