On this morning I sit, pondering The cause of a great melody And the infinite stars left in my eyes The cardinal in my heart that never flies Like the blue in my baby's eyes I gaze at the antlers above my door From some deer my father shot when he was bored And I want to feel his hand rest on my side Sing the praises of the Shepard's guiding light Like the blue in my baby's eyes I could think of my brother I suppose Or the string of ex-lovers I've imposed But I've learned to hold my heart under my wing Like a candle in the dark when I can't see Feeling every moment when I sing Like the blue in my baby's eyes Like the blue in my baby's eyes Like the blue in my baby's eyes