Every little breeze is sighing of love 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. I seem to sigh, I'm in heaven, When night is falling and love is calling me home.