Let's rest our wings
like the flying birds rest theirs.
If only to speak the words
that may cause the loneliness in you to leave.
Why is it
that i feel this has happened before?
In the past long ago...
Twilight flutters down
like the love that surrounds this room.
Love falls and piles up
and my heart is filled by you.
Your smile is like the lamplights
that are lit at twilight.
I want to keep looking at it
as we talk about trifling things.
It's surprising
how this evening turned
loneliness into tenderness...
The twilight flows on
so that our shadows merge into one.
Love falls and piles up
and unexpectedly embraces you.
The twilight turns to night,
gently surrounding our merged shadow.
Love falls and piles up
and my heart is filled by you.