Every little breeze is sighing of love undying at sundown,
 Every little bird is resting and feather nesting at sundown.
 Each little rosebud is sleeping, while shadows are creeping,
 In a little cottage cozy the world seems rosy at sundown
 Where a loving smile will greet me and always meet me at sundown.
 I seem to sigh, I'm in heaven,
 When night is falling and love is calling me home.