Robert Francis
Robert Francis
Robert Francis
Robert Francis
Robert Francis
Robert Francis
Robert Francis
Robert Francis
Robert Francis
Robert Francis
Robert Francis
Robert Francis
Honey, I know I'm moving too fast, walking over water, walking over stained glass
Little white sparrows overhead
Fast as they fly away from here, baby I'd as soon be dead
All life, hillsides being torn down
Losing my mind, buildings all around
It's too late, it's too late, I ain't gonna wait around
Honey, I'll be gone before the nightfall
Polish off some Ballantines and chase it with some gin
Ten thousand scaffolds holding half a million kids
I reached to grab a glowing rose but instead I burned my hand
It was just a thousand moths covering a light, hoping that they'd found land
Life could be a luxury if life forfeited time
Because all that time has done to me is give then take what's mine
It's not mine, it's not mine, I ain't gonna waste more time
Honey, I'll be gone before the nightfall
Nightfall was written by Robert Francis.
Nightfall was produced by Dave Sardy.