Finding You - Tom Russell

They are blessing the animals in the old Cathedral square

Tonight they’ll bless the shoeshine boys

And baby I’ll be there

For I need all the blessings to keep this heart at home

To remember all the troubled nights when I slept alone

Till I found you — and now I’m blessed and I am pleased

And when no one else is looking

I will fall down on my knees

And I will pray to any God who keeps

His light on late at night

For the miracle of miracles

The one that changed my life

Finding You, Finding You …

So blessed are the shoeshine boys

For they’ll inherit the Earth

Blessed are those who sleep alone;

May the find what love is worth

And blessed are the troubadours

Who handed me the feather

Who taught me how to write the songs

That brought us both together …

And I found you …