During golden hour

Is it the sunshine or moonlight

That you're craving to see

Daylight brings alive

All the flowers and birds

Rhythms of joy

And the buzzling bees on their highway above

Different kind of birds

Waking up from their coves

Melodies turning to blues

While the shades are wandering through the night

During golden hour

The daylight brings alive

All the flowers and birds

Turning blue

While the shades are wandering

They're wandering through the night