When the twilight is gone,|
And no song bird is singing;
When the twilight is gone,
You come into my heart,
And here in my heart you will stay while I pray.
My prayer is to linger with you
At the end of the day in a dream that's divine.
My prayer is the rapture in blue
With the world far away and your lips close to mine.
Tonight while our hearts are aglow,
Oh tell me the words that I'm longing to know.
My prayer and the answer you give,
May they still be the same for as long as we live,
That you'll always be there
At the end of my prayer.