CAROLE NICHOLS
When the day is ending,
And the sun is sinking low;
When shadows fill the room,
Please don't let me go.
When the bluebird goes to nest,
And crickets herald in the night,
When the darkness creeps around,
I need you to hold me tight.
When the moon and stars go rolling
Across the dark velvet of the skies;
Your arms must be my haven
And your lips must catch my sighs.
Take me to that pleasant valley
Where pleasure steals the pain;
Where a touch can bring a warmth
And loves leaves the sweetest stain.
Let me wander off into sleep,
With the dream of where we've been;
And the feel of you pressed close,
Your breath hot upon my skin.
And when the night is over,
And cool of dawn starts to show;
Even then, I'll need you near,
So please, don't let me go
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