End of the Day - Al Stewart

    And in the evening when the day goes down
    She leaves the bright house lights
    Stands and watches with her coat pulled around
    At torches light the western skies
    Sometimes she thinks she knows him just too well
    Other times not much at all
    They live their lives in some familiar spell
    And catch each other when they fall
    Nothing lasts, well she knows, try to hang on
    When it's gone, you'll be burned
    Fashions and friends come and go
    Everyone travels that road in their turn

    She wants to run out where the day meets the night
    Far beyond these midwest farms
    But she'll be with him till the day she finds
    A stranger lying in her arms


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