Evening, the sky is glowing
Underneath us the gra** is slowing down
On its way up to the sun
Lying around devoting time
To watching the stars exploding
Into space one by one
Take me to a distant place and time
This is not the first time I have pined
Puts me in a distant state of mind
This is not the first time I have pined
I pine away
I love the older people
They seem to live in a world of simple life
Where simple pleasures still belong
Years past, they contemplated
How the world was less complicated
Years befoere they came along
Takes me to a distant place and time
This is not the first time I have pined
Puts me in a distant state of mind
This is not the first time I have pined
I pine away
I pine after my home, my yard
The olden days, the faraway
The stars that rain over it all
I pine away