When shadows fall and trees whisper day is ending,
My thoughts are ever wending home,
When crickets call, my heart is forever yearning,
Once more to be returning home,
When the hills conceal the setting sun,
Stars begin unpeeping one by one,
Night covers all and though fortune may forsake me,
Sweet dreams will never take me home,
Writer(s): Peter Van Steeden, Harry Clarkson, Geoffrey Clarkson
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