Nitin Sawhney
The Sun Won’t Set
The sun won’t set
Not now, not yet
The sun won’t set
Not now, not yet
Golden ember spinning around
The day is almost done
I wonder how it felt
Beneath the early sun
Each sunset keeps me still
The tree has shed its leaves
The wind, the evening change
Is hardest to resist
The sun won’t set
Not now, not yet
The sun won’t set
Not now, not yet
The sun below the trees
Starting to get cold
Holding on through change
The day grows old
I miss the morning heat
Fall upon my face
I wish I knew you then
It’s always sunset in this place
The sun won’t set
Not now, not yet
The sun won’t set
Not now, not yet
The sun won’t set
Not now, not yet
The sun won’t set
Not now, not yet