And the tears rolled down our faces as the driver stared at us
 Typical summer that time of year
 When you go back to Toronto and I stay here

 And I’ll miss the way you wake up
 And the way that you sigh
 And I’ll miss the way you turn your head away when you cry
 I don’t think this time will fly

 Here comes the sad nights again
 Here comes the sad nights again

 Round about midnight when it’s still too hot to think
 We’ll go back down to the neighborhood and get ourselves a drink
 Everyday working not getting far
 You know this town ain’t much for starting up it’s only made for stars

 Later when I’m walking
 Underneath the starless sky
 There’s a couple in the doorway and I think I hear them cry
 But they turn their heads when I go by

 Here comes the sad nights again
 Here comes the sad nights again

 Last days of summer San Gennaro Feast
 There’s much hanging in the air and dancing in the streets
 People line the corners and they stand beside the fires
 And I’m watching from my window as the sparks go by

 Somewhere there’s a gunshot
 People scatter everywhere
 But it happens everyday so there’s still laughter in the air
 And as I lay down I wish you were here

 Here comes the sad nights again
 Here comes the sad nights again