Wake Me Up At Eventide

Wake me up at eventide

Keep my luck on my bedside

Under Vesper’s light

Calling forth the night

And the lucid dreams we’ll find

Pretty lady and the sad clown

Keep waiting for the sundown

To get lively in the Ghost Town

Like they did all week

By the morning they get home

Some more time to spend along

They plug off the telephone

Just a little trick

No one to critique

They’re the only ones to speak

Wake me up at eventide

Under Vesper’s light

Calling forth the night

And the lucid dreams we’ll find

Keep going if you’re able

Ballet of bottles on the table

We had a few but if you say so

We can have ten more

Dizzy steps over the sidewalk

Until they reach the pillow talk

Across the room goes the alarm clock

Slamming at the door

Now it's always four

As the time slides to the floor

The Sun is coming up

Eyelids are going down

Dreamy thoughts struck

My girl in her bedgown

Mornings are overrated

They got nothing I would miss

Till afternoon I guess I’ll make it

For now

The Sandman’s waiting I'm the last on his list

All that I need now is my girl’s good day kiss

Fine to go to bed at dawn

And as the birds sing their song

We can use it as a lullaby

All the curtains rolled down

No pesky light will make us frown

And in a blink it is already night

Wake me up at eventide

Keep my luck until I have to use it all

Again, maybe this next night

So I’ll close my eyes until the Sun starts falling