When the sun goes down seagulls in the sky
Lovers come out for a midnight delight the passion is played out
On the stage of life some hearts will be as one
Others will be broken in the setting sun grab hold of the night
Take the flight fire flies light the passage for the right
The sands of time are part of the rhyme don’t wait till it’s to late
To capture your love don’t let it pass you by
It’s better to have loved in vain than to have not loved at all
The flower did not bear fruit but was pleasing to the eye
Hold it gently and smell the air and remember the day
It will come to you when you write down your songs of yesterday
On the stage of life some hearts will be as one
Others will be broken in the setting sun grab hold of the night
Take the flight fire flies light the passage for the right
The sands of time are part of the rhyme don’t wait till it’s to late
To capture your love don’t let it pass you by
It’s better to have loved in vain than to have not loved at all
The flower did not bear fruit but was pleasing to the eye
Hold it gently and smell the air and remember the day
It will come to you when you write down your songs of yesterday
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