At Sundown

Every little breeze is sighing of love at sundown,

Every little bird is resting and feather nesting at sundown.

Each little rosebud is sleeping,

While shadows are creeping.

In a little cottage cozy the world seems rosy at sundown,

Where a loving smile will greet me and always meet me at sundown.

I seem to sigh, I'm in heaven,

When night is falling and love is calling me home.

In a little cottage cozy the world seems rosy at sundown,

Where a loving smile will greet me and always meet me at sundown.

I seem to sigh, I'm in heaven,

When night is falling and love is calling me home.