Evening is the time of day I find nothing much to sayDon't know what to do, but I can doWhen it's early in the morning, over by the window, day is dawningWhen I feel the air, I feel that life is very good to me, you knowIn the sun there's so much yellow, something in the early morningMetal tells me that the day you're on your way, you'll be coming home, home to meNighttimeIsn't clear to me, I find nothing near to meDon't know what to do, but I can doWhen it's early in the morning, very, very early, without warningI can feel a newly formed vibration sneaking up on me againThere's a sunburn on my pillowI can see the front of my faceHoney weeping willowI can see the sun here on your wayYou'll be coming homeEvening is the time of dayI find nothing much to sayDon't know what to do, but I can doWhen it's early in the morning, over by the window, day is dawningWhen I feel the air, I feel that life is very good to me, you knowIn the sun there's so much yellow, something in the early morningMetal tells me that the day you're on your way, you'll be coming homeBye.