The comfort of the evening will always lead
To the uncertainty of the night.
Although the sun will soon succeed,
The moon is the only light.
And when the clouds have covered its glow
You'll find it impossible to see,
Though your imagination will flow,
What's there is still a mystery.
A sound in the darkness echoes through the air.
It seems louder than it does in the day.
All midnight sounds can produce a scare,
That reduces you to a childish way.
So remember, when the sun goes down
It is the time to sleep
Or in your fears you will drown
When darkness begins to creep.