Besedila: Andrew Landon. Eveningtide.

You let your dress fall that morning in your room
Your body more beautiful than foxglove in bloom
And your motions, the way that tall grasses sway
You were a prism refracting light beams every which way

When I have your hand, will you understand?
Does anyone ever stay the same?
Come eveningtide, keep my side
Because people rarely stay the same

At times I can't identify what I'm dreaming about
But I know the somewhat salty taste of your tears on my mouth
And I've not forgotten cottonwood or that old lonesome church
These I would not trade for every ocean on earth

When I have your hand, will you understand?
Does anyone ever stay the same?
Come eveningtide, keep my side
Because people rarely stay the same

It's time to wake now, instead we offer no mind
At ten past you gently wrap your legs around mine
The sparrows hope to greet you, will you give them your song?
But right now you're resting soundly inside my arms

When I have your hand, will you understand?
Does anyone ever stay the same?
Come eveningtide, keep my side
Because people rarely stay the same