The amber glow of dusk descends,
a calming touch.
The evening blends through quiet fields.
The shadows wait,
a soothing breeze,
a soft refrain.
Amber glow,
a tranquil song,
where the restless hearts belong.
Through the twilight, soft and true.
The world renews in golden hues.
The day gives way to peaceful skies of golden warmth that never lies.
Each moment speaks of silent grace,
a fleeting touch,
a calm embrace.
Amber glow,
a tranquil song,
where the restless hearts belong.
Through the twilight, soft and true.
The world renews in golden hues.
The glow will fade,
but dreams will stay,
a quiet guide through every day.
Through
amber skies,
the heart will heal,
a gentle touch,
a warmth so real.
The evening hums its quiet tune,
a promise held beneath the moon.
When night arrives,
the glow will rest yet in my heart.
It lingers best,
a serene refrain,
a golden thread
to weave through life where hope is fed.
Amber glow, a tranquil song,
where the restless hearts
belong.
Through the twilight, soft and true.
The world renews in golden hues.