When the twilight is gone and no songbirds are singing 
When the twilight is gone [bad word] into my heart 
And here in my heart you will stay while I pray 

My prayer is to linger with you 
At the end of the day in a dream that's divine 
My prayer is a rapture in blue 
With the world far away and your lips close to mine 

Tonight while our hearts are aglow 
Oh tell me the words that I'm longing to know 

My prayer and the answer you give 
May they still be the same for as long as we live 
That you'll always be there at the end of my prayer