YOU ARE THERE

In the evening
When the kettle's on for tea
An old familiar feeling settles over me
And it's your face I see
And I believe that you are there

In a garden, when I stop to touch a rose
And feel the petals soft and sweet
against my nose
I smile and I suppose that somehow
maybe you are there

When I'm dreaming
And I find myself awake
Without a warning
Then I rub my eyes
And fantasize
And all at once I realize
It's morning
And my fantasy is fading
Like a distant star at dawn
My dearest dream is gone
I often think
There's just one thing to do
Pretend the dream is true
And tell myself that you are there

HUSHABYE MOUNTAIN

A gentle breeze from Hushabye Mountain
Softly blows over Lullaby Bay
It fills the sails of boats that are waiting
Waiting to sail your worries away

It isn't far to Hushabye Mountain
And your boat waits down by the quay
The winds of night so softly are sighing
Soon they will sail your troubles to sea

So close your eyes on Hushabye Mountain
Wave goodbye to cares of the day
And watch your boat from
Hushabye Mountain
Sail far away from Lullaby Bay

Stacey Kent put together a cool collection of jazz ballads
on her album "Dreamesville" (CCD 79775).
"You Are There" by Johnny Mandel & Dave Frishberg.
"Hushabye Mountain" by Richard M. & Robert B. Sherman.