Steven Burns - April 10, 2006

Verse 1:
Day hears the call of Night
And walks off in the sunset, with the fading light
Day hears the call of Night
And walks off in the sunset, with the fading light

Then pauses there and looks back o’er his shoulder.
And smiles a smile at what he’s done.
Then bending low, whispers to the sunset,
A voice so soft, a voice so low.

Promise me please, tomorrow evening
Dressed in colors, with breezes in your hair
Promise me please, tomorrow evening
Dressed in colors, with breezes in your hair

Verse 2:
Night follows after day,
Sweeps away the sunset, with the fading haze,
Night follows after day,
Sweeps away the sunset, with the fading haze,

Then pauses there, reaches in his pocket
And pulls from it, a fist of stars
Then with a toss, fills the sky with starlight,
And with a smile, whispers oh so low,

Promise me please, tomorrow morning,
Come to me there, sleep safely through the day,
Promise me please, tomorrow morning,
Come to me there, sleep safely through the day,