And it all comes back to me tonight
Seeing long forgotten scenes
Like the embers as they die
In this peaceful solitude
Everything comes back to me again
All too soon
I close my eyes
All the outside world subdued
Half awake and half in dreams
Now and then become entwined, playing games within my mind
Sitting near the fireplace, dying embers warm my face
So the present runs into the past
And my twilight images go by
In the gloom
Like an angel passing through my room
In the gloom
Love was one prolonged goodbye
In the twilight hour I am alone
Like an angel passing through my room