Twilight - Mary Chapin Carpenter

The sun’s going down past the pines

Shadows grow long down the hill

Follow the path known by heart

Down to the wide open fields

Now that it’s twilight

Twilight

Now that it’s twilight, twilight

The morning mist burned off by noon

The dogs never moved from the shade

The mountains were bluer than blue

But the best of the day has been saved

You and me, you and me, you and me You and me, you and me, you and me…

Now we’ll be led by eventide’s hand

'Til then we’ll walk through the gloaming

Back on up the hill once again

Done with another day’s roaming

Now that it’s twilight, twilight

Magical twilight, twilight