When Evening Shadow Fall (Williamson Robin)

by Robin Williamson When evening shadow fall All tongues at last will tire of bustling trade The brightest eye at last grows dull And the finest flowers fade Chorus: Life is short o life is sweet Sweeter is the love you gave to me Sure by cold death we two must parted be But life is sweet When evening shadows fall Gaze long upon the lamps that light the sky And sing again that oldest song of all Poor mortals born to die