The sky turns violet
Streetlights flicker on
That quiet time between
When day is almost gone

Walking home from practice
Backpack getting light
The Sun dips down below
That perfect evening light

Blue hour, blue hour
Everything feels still
Blue hour, blue hour
Fills me with this chill

See my breath in the air
Cold against my cheek
This lonely stretch of road
Has so much left to speak

Blue hour, blue hour
Everything feels still
Blue hour, blue hour
Fills me with this chill

Maybe I'll text you
Maybe I won't
Maybe I'll just stand here
Until the feeling's gone

Blue hour fading now
Streetlights getting bright
Another day is done
Another lonely night