Cool leaves fall
In the shadow of the street lamp
Smiling whispers, sing lovers tongues
Soon to sleep sun says hello
To the rising glow, crescent lit meadow
Do you wanna fly?
And catch the next flight home?
Through the atmosphere my dear
Among the heavens we'll roam!
Sweet giggle of those kids
Running in the twighlight
As she eases her head to rest
To rest on your chest, whilst fingers embracing