Long awaited darkness falls
Casting shadows on the walls
In the twilight hour I am alone

Sitting near the fireplace, dying embers warm my face
In this peaceful solitude
All the outside world subdued


Everything comes back to me again
In the gloom

Like an angel passing through my room

Half awake and half in dreams

Seeing long forgotten scenes
So the present runs into the past
Now and then become entwined, playing games within my mind

Like the embers as they die
Love was one prolonged goodbye


And it all comes back to me tonight
In the gloom
Like an angel passing through my room


I close my eyes
And my twilight images go by

All too soon
Like an angel passing through my room