Whoa, here it comes, here comes the night,
Here comes the night, whoa-whoa-whoa-yeah
I could see right out my window
Walkin' down the street, my girl with another guy;
His arm around her like it used to be with me
Whoa, it makes me want to die.
Yeah-yeah-yeah;
Well, here it comes, here comes the night,
Here comes the night, whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-yeah
There they go, it's funny how they look so good together
Wonder what is wrong with me?
Why can't I, accept the fact she's chosen him
And simply let them be?
Whoa-whoa-whoa
Well, here it comes, here comes . . .
She's with him he's turning down the lights
And now he's holding her the way I used to do;
I could see, her closing her eyes and tellin' him lies
Exactly like she told me, too.
Yeah-yeah-yeah
Well, here it comes, here comes the night,
The long, the long and lonely night;
Whoa, here comes the night
The long, the long, the long and lonely night.... |
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