When The Lights Burn Low Lyrics

Red hawk feather on the porch today

Reminds me I'm gonna fly away

The taste of honey on the tip of my tongue

Takes me back when love was young

Bee sting red like a summer sunset

Time is a bird that never rests

When I rise on the wings of the morning

I will give thanks for your hand to hold

All day long, turn minutes into moments

That we'll taste again when the lights burn low

Dewdrop diamonds on a fresh-mowed lawn

Still life painting of a brand new dawn

Steam curlin' off of my coffee cup

Warms me just like your sweet love

Clouds like sand in an hourglass

Time rolls on but the moments last

When I rise on the wings of the morning

I will give thanks for your hand to hold

All day long, turn minutes into moments

That we'll taste again when the lights burn low