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 the evening comes in gentle harmony And lingers 'til 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 window Where twisted shadows play And trees are bare below the frozen stars The stranger hurries through the cold His collar round his ears Dreaming words of comfort and a fire
Then the song of the evening comes in gentle harmony And lingers 'til the closing, of the day Just a song of evening flows on like some tumbling river And like a river flows away