As the sun sets, colors of every hue, stain the skies. It's beauty so prominent it fills you with sighs.
Soon you feel like you could soar. Far, far above the city floor.
Your arms then reach out towards the setting sun. Thinking how watching it was so much fun. You then think, soon the skies will turn pitch black. So to town, you head back.
Waiting, Oh so, patiently for the next sunset.
