Night Life

These are the sounds of daytime
Busy, happy, alive with confusion
The sounds of people
Each with his own goals, each with his own patterns
Living under the constant vigil of the sun
With each day, the inevitable darkness comes
And spreads it cloud of quiet over the land
And the familiar sounds rest
And sleep with those who live by day
And hide from the darkness

This is the sound of the night
It′s sad, sensuous, lonely
So apart from the confusion of daytime
That it seems a different world
This is the sound of night life
My life

When the evenin' sun goes down
You will find me hangin′ 'round
The night life ain't no good life
But it′s my life

Many people just like me
Dreamin′ of old used-to-be's
The night life, it ain′t a good life
But it's my life

Listen to the blues that they′re playin'
Listen to what the blues are sayin′

Oh my, it's just another scene
From the world of broken dreams
The night life ain't a good life
But it′s my life

(When the evenin′ sun goes down)
You will find me hangin' ′round
Oh, the night life ain't a good life
But it′s my life