Honeyed Blues Ballad

The morning sun comes filtering through the pine (mmmmm)

Bringing gold across this quiet room of mine

Oh, the sweet harmony

of a peaceful day

When all the heavy clouds just drift away

Yes, the sweetest song

we'll ever know

Is the quiet rhythm

where the rivers flow

Listen close, you can hear the crickets sing (oh-oh-oh)

To the quiet joy that simple moments bring

Sweet harmony... (oooh, yeah) Just drift away...