| Counting clouds in the sky
|
| I see castles and mountains up there in disguise
|
| Colors change with the light
|
| It’s too early to tell if I’ll be alright
|
| It’s gotta be the best
|
| And if it is, God I hope she’s heading West
|
| I pray for a sunset
|
| One that she won’t ever forget
|
| To put her in that magical moment
|
| When the world was right and she was mine
|
| I hope that the sky can open her eyes
|
| And remind her of all that she left
|
| I pray for a sunset
|
| I hope when she’s driving away
|
| She gets stuck on our memory of Montigo Bay
|
| It might just change how she feels
|
| If a rose red sunset burns through her windshield
|
| She’ll remember the kiss
|
| 'Cause the twilight skyline looked just like this
|
| I pray for a sunset
|
| One that she won’t ever forget
|
| To put her in that magical moment
|
| When the world was right and she was mine
|
| I hope that the sky can open her eyes
|
| And remind her of all that she left
|
| I pray for a sunset
|
| Oh, there it is like a miracle
|
| Blue and red and green and gold
|
| Last chance to bring her home
|
| I pray for a sunset
|
| One that she won’t ever forget
|
| To put her in that magical moment
|
| When the world was right and she was mine
|
| I hope that the sky can open her eyes
|
| And remind her of all that she left
|
| All the love that nobody forgets
|
| So baby please be looking West
|
| At the sunset
|
| I pray for this sunset |