It’s 5.19 on a Friday evening and the end of another day is near.
I’m having coffee with a close friend talking about the things that come our way.
A friend has gone and a week can be a long time.
As the sunlight leaves the nightfall takes the day away.
Until the dawn I’ll be living east of sunrise spending the night in a special way.
In romantic love you’re always safe from danger and through the darkness will come a bright new day.