When the Sun Goes Down
Ian Kelly Couture
When you call my name
In your delicate way
I forget the world
It’s a crying shame
That you’re leaving today
let me gather my words
When the sun goes down
on all that we know
When the sun goes down
Sadly you will go
In an empty room
love that gravitates
lights and silent grief
In your perfect bloom
in a blissful state
it’s in the tea leaves
When the sun goes down
on all that we know
When the sun goes down
Sadly you will go
When you call my name
In your delicate way
I forget the world
It’s a crying shame
That you’re leaving today
let me gather my words
When the sun goes down
on all that we know
When the sun goes down
Sadly you will go