When you come to the end of a perfect day
And you sit alone without you thought
While the chimes ring out with a carol gay
For the joy that the day has brought
Do you think what the end of a perfect day
Can mean to a tired heart
When the sun goes down with a flaming ray
And the dear friends have to apart?

Well,this is the end of a perfect day
Near the end of a jouney too
But it leaves a thought that is big and strong
With a wish that is kind and true
For memory has painted this perfect day
With colours that never fade
And we find at the end of a perfect day
The soul of a friend wa are made