Evening Star

EVENING STAR All our good times have been had And there’s nothing more to be said I don’t like being trite, but I love you I love you When my evening star comes around again You won’t find me sitting where I was when you first came When my evening star tells me it’s time for a change The words may change. The song may change But love will be the same I grow tired burning Tomorrow’s fires in Yesterday’s flame Good times Bad times Think of all our good times Measured with the bad times When my evening star comes around to say Once upon you had someone Gone now The light goes out And the stage is set Stand by me anyway I need a lover who Won’t want to bother with Yesterday’s flame Good times Bad times Think of all our good times Measured with the bad times All our good times have been had And there’s nothin’ more to be said I don’t like being trite, but I loved you And I love you Yes I do I loved you, and I love you