In the evening, afternoon
Feel so tired 'cause there's nothing to do
But wish the fireflies would come home soon
Took a walk up into the hills
Brought a book and a bottle of pills
Waded through the grass beneath the trees
Don't ask me how
Take your time, we'll arrive somehow
You have the look of flowers that are looked at
Sang you and myself to sleep
Every night feels like a week
Don't know if I should run or should I stay
Laid and listened to the traffic die
Sad voices trying to tell me lies
Don't pay them any mind
They'll disappoint you
Don't ask me now
Take your time, we'll arrive somehow
You have the look of flowers that are looked at
Love comes, and it fades away
Like the sun moving through the day
That's why I'll always love you
In the morning