the sky slides away
leaving me here
at the edge of the day
songs in the sands
hand on the door
I've been here so often before

in twilights last gleaming
so smoky and gold
endless horizons glister and glow
I see you in strangers
in light on the sea
at twilights last gleaming
we'd meet

in twilights last gleaming
at this time of year
wherever you go to
whoever your near
think of these times
remember these dreams
and twilights last gleaming
and me