Evening Time

Living, loving, another time
each day of this world, a carousel
at night she finds the way
as the lamp illuminates yellow pastel

Each day of this world, a carousel
dancing and spinning in a daylight of daisies
as the lamp illuminates yellow pastel
varying tales tangle in an ancient collision

Dancing and spinning in a daylight of daisies
passion as deep as the burgundy of zinfandel
varying tales tangle in an ancient collision
a lover whispers, bonjour mademoiselle

Passion as deep as the burgundy of zinfandel
this day of too much, and not enough
a lover whispers, bonjour mademoiselle
her faith in the interchange of life and dreams

This day of too much, and not enough
as Edgar whispers to Annabel
her faith in the interchange of life and dreams
they are side by side, disappearing for a spell

As Edgar whispers to Annabel
living, loving, another time
they are side by side, disappearing for a spell
at night she finds the way

By Jennifer Fifield

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