The sun goes down, and the ridge and the hills are all a-glow, and I'm missing everyone I know all at once, so it goes, so it goes.
It's easy to forget, that a sight like this happens all the time, twilight's delights unsightly tonight, when I'm outside after a fight, headed home.
A wayward wind blows strong, whips me and the leaves along, and I don't got a leg left to stand on anymore, I know this one's for sure.
I hear the clang of the gate closing the grounds for the night, but oh to be with a key and to know someone's there for me just inside.
So, we could sit on the porch swing, and you could stare off at the willow trees, and make like you're listening to me, while above the old crows tip-toe on the eaves.
A wayward wind blows strong, whips me and the leaves along, and I don't got a leg left to stand on anymore, I know this one's for sure.
It's easy to forget, that a sight like this happens all the time, twilight's delights unsightly tonight, when I'm outside after a fight, headed home.
A wayward wind blows strong, whips me and the leaves along, and I don't got a leg left to stand on anymore, I know this one's for sure.
I hear the clang of the gate closing the grounds for the night, but oh to be with a key and to know someone's there for me just inside.
So, we could sit on the porch swing, and you could stare off at the willow trees, and make like you're listening to me, while above the old crows tip-toe on the eaves.
A wayward wind blows strong, whips me and the leaves along, and I don't got a leg left to stand on anymore, I know this one's for sure.