p.2. At Sundown
Every little breeze is sighing of love undying at sun - down
Every little bird is resting and feather-nesting at sun - down
Each little rosebud is sleeping, while shadows are creeping
In little cottage cozy the world seems rosy at sun - down
Where a loving smile will greet me and always meet me at sun - down
I seem to sigh, I'm in heaven, when night is falling and love is calling me home.
I seem to sigh, I'm in heaven, when night is falling and love is calling me home.