When the twilight is gone and no song bird is singing,
when the twilight is gone you come into my heart
and here in my heart you will stay while I pray.
My prayer is to linger with you
at the end of the day in a dream that`s divine.
My prayer is a rapture in blue
with the world far away and your lips close to mine.
Tonight while our hearts are aglow,
oh, tell me the words that I mlonging to know.
My prayer and the answer you give
may they still be the same for as long as we live
that you`ll always be there at the end of my prayer.