Song Of Evening

Pastel shades the hour when evening climbs the sky
And burns a golden highway to the west
And the distant city sounds caress the trembling leaves
To die among the far horizon shores

Then the song of evening comes in gentle harmony
Lingers till the closing of the day
Just a song of evening flows on like some tumbling river
And like a river, flows away

I look beyond the windows where twisted shadows play
And trees are barе below the frozen stars
Thе stranger hurries through the cold, his collar round his ears
Dreaming words of comfort and a fire

Then the song of evening comes in gentle harmony
Lingers till the closing of the day
Just a song of evening flows on like some tumbling river
And like a river, flows away