Evening

Can't you feel that evening breeze?
See how it moves the Maple leaves
Up and down against the sky
Wavin' this old day goodbye

Lazy, pink clouds drifting by
Cotton candy in the sky
Crickets buzzin' in the shadows deep
singing all the birds to sleep

Oh and it's evening in the Summmertime
Come back, sweet boy of mine.

Now the purple-orange light
bows before the blue of night
Stops the breeze's gentle breath
the soulful stillness of a peaceful death

Northern star's signal light
for all the rest to shine so bright
Flames across the galaxy
diamond-studded mystery.

Oh and it's evening in the Summmertime
Come back, sweet boy of mine.

Now I look toward the old oak tree
where that rope swing, it used to be
and through the darkness I can almost see
the boy I was, waving back at me.

Oh and it's evening in the Summmertime
Come back, sweet boy of mine.