Lyrics:
This lovely day will lengthen into evening
We'll sigh goodbye to all we ever had
Alone where we have walked together
I'll remember April and be
inside our heads
Ooh daylight comes around so fast
I want to make this evening last
Ooh baby, I've given my best
Stand up, say it loud
What we
remember us a runnin' to meet Daddy
In the evening when his working day was done
When Daddy saw us comin' he would bend his tired old back
Holdin' out
That makes the lonely winter seem long
You are the breathless hush of evening
That trembles on the brink
Of a lovely song
You are the angel
to spend the evening in the silence of his room,
Who likes an atmosphere as restful as
An undiscovered tomb,
A pensive man am I, of philosophical joys,
and move there
Then she went her way homeward with one star awake
As the swan in the evening moves over the lake
The people were saying no two were e'er
and the "please's" too
It's out the door with the "thank you"
In the evening you don't see a front yard football game
The neighbor kids have done away with
foolish things remind me of you
The park at evening when the bell has sounded
The "Ile de France" with all the gulls around it
The beauty that is
high in the evening sniffing pots of glue, oh, oh, oh
I'm a bitch, I'm a bitch oh, the bitch is back
Stone cold sober as a matter of fact
I can
opened up my eyes
I've been on a sleepy ride without much time for thinking
'Til I spent one evening by your Southeast City Window side
Baby hair
As the evening sun goes down
The dealer shuffles into town
Makes a note of what's a float
And spinning 'round, he'll cut your throat
In
the crew
I'll drink a little beer that evening
I'll sing a little bit of these workin' man blues.
Sometimes I think about leavin' do a little bummin'
Bette: I really can't stay
James: But baby, it's cold outside.
B: I got to go 'way.
J: But baby, it's cold outside.
B: This evening has been
J:
the evening when the sun is sinking low
I'll be out there waitin' for the whistle to blow
Sittin' in the teepee smokin' out on the track
Rollin' them bones
Mornings, evenings
Days that hurried past
Dreams that should have lasted
Moments, hours
Slipping by as we
Told each other secrets
Somehow
It's late in the evening
Glass on the side now
I've been sat with you
For most of the night
Ignoring everybody here
We wish they would disappear
So
before
By knowin' you're in love...
No more, handing out hands of solitaire
And no more, New Year's Eve with the evening news
No more blues...No
(Don?t fence me in.)
Let me be by myself in the evening breeze
An' listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees
Send me off forever but I ask you please
Now I would like friends if this evening
We should stand there with all other of god's creatures on the curbstone
And watch this march of time
burning down,
On a day like this.
The evening comes,
And we're hanging out,
On the front step and a car goes by,
With the windows rolled down.
this time of day
It was always sunset
Sunset
I didn't want you to see me cry
So I turned my head
To hide the tears in my eyes
I turned when evening
story on the evening news
I ain't for games so if you want to play 'em lay low
Lay down on the floor
I'm in a rage so if we gotta do this let me know
In the hush of evening
As shadows steal across my lonely room
I think of you
I think of you
From afar the music
Of violins come softly through
be the lovely...
Evening summer breeze
Sweet warblings of the meadowlark
Moonlight in Vermont
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