Songtexte Here Comes the Night (Live on BBC's "Saturday Club" March 1965) - Them

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-i
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 the night
Here comes the night
Whoa-whoa-whoa-yeah
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
Night, night, night, night, night, night
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Whoa, here comes the night
The long, the long, the long and lonely night