May the sun go down, on this busy day
Behind the cottonwoods, just the way it should, tonight
May streams of dreams, flood your head
May they wrap you up peace, cover you with fleece, of love
And like a snowflake falling, may you find rest
Like a feather drifting, may you find rest
Like a leaf falling, may you find rest
May the evening song, of the prairie bird
Take you to that place, of comfort and grace, tonight
May you hear the hum, of the ancient one
Ooze into your mind, so tender and kind, tonight
And like a snowflake falling, may you find rest
Like a feather drifting, may you find rest
Like a leaf falling, may you find rest
May the sun go down, on this busy day
Behind the cottonwoods, just the way it should, tonight