Evening marks the close of day, skies of blue begin to gray, crimson hues are fading in the west. Evening ever brings to me, dreams of days that used to be, memories of those I loved the best. When shadows fall and trees whisper days ending, my heart's forever wending home. Oh, when crickets call, my heart is forever yearning, once more to be returning home. When the hills conceal the setting sun, stars begin a-peeping one by one. Oh, night covers all and though fortune may forsake me, sweet dreams will ever take me home. Oh, night covers all and though fortune may forsake me, sweet dreams will ever take me home. Oh, night covers all and though fortune may forsake me, sweet dreams will ever take me home. Oh, night covers all and though fortune may forsake me, sweet dreams will ever take me home. Yes, when shadows fall and trees whisper days ending, my thoughts are ever wending home. Yes, when crickets call, my heart is forever yearning, once more to be returning home. When the hills conceal the setting sun, stars begin a-peeping one by one. Yes, night covers all and though fortune may forsake me, sweet dreams will ever take me home. Thank you for watching!