End Of The Day

5 AM on a Sunday morning Walking uptown With the rain in the snow When I saw you It came without a warning A face like I had never seen A feeling I had never known Moving slow in the early morning Making love in the quiet of the day The world was waiting to take us to a new place We knew that we were changing We knew that we would never be the same I know I would do it all over again At the end of the day When we are alone I get that feeling when I see your face And I know You'll be there at the end of the day