Twilight Time Adapted from Buck Ram 1944 by Thimblewit 2008

Feeling a sense of accomplishment didn’t hush that moaning belly .

So she walked up to Decatur street to busk for food or money.

Sometimes music lovers come ’round and drop a twenty,

but mostly drunken frat boys think shes funny.

 

Heavenly shades of night are falling it’s twilight time.

Out of the mist your voice is calling it’s twilight time.

When purple colored curtains mark the end of the day I hear you my dear at twilight time.

Deepening shadows gather splendor as day is done.

Fingers of night will soon surrender the setting sun.

I count the moments darling ’till your hear with me, together at last at twilight time.

Here, in the afterglow of day we keep our rendezvous beneath the blue.

Here, in the sweet and same old way, I fall in love again as I did then.

Deep in the dark your kiss will thrill me like days of old ,

lighting the spark of love that fills me with dreams untold.

Each day I pray for evening just to be with you , together at last at twilight time.