A long day is winding down*
The neighbors are arriving
The street noise is dying away
The mail says lots of things
It sits, closed, atop the bin
your name, my address showing
But there’s a sunset
To wish you what you want
Most times it’s plain to see
You’re driving someone crazy
But then there are other ones
When someone just gets lazy
And there’s a sunset
To wish you what you want
Yeah you are what you want