Have a seat pal and watch sunset with me
This time of the day tells a lot of  stories as you see
I am not going to talk about the gloomy side of it
So don't think this is how our conversation is going to be
Listen to the songs birds sing as they fly home
No boundaries and check points for them, the sky is free
I wonder if you want to know what I believe
Honey is sweet because of the love of the flower for bee
Beauty comes in all forms
like a garden full of green trees
But this sky will turn red as the sun leaves
And you'll leave too since you've finished your cup of tea