(Bert Berns)



I can see her right out my window

Walkin' on the street, my girl with another guy

His arms around her like it used to be with me

Hey man, it makes me want to die



Yeah, yeah, yeah



Here it comes

Here comes the night

Here comes the night

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 that she's chosen him

And simply let them be



Whoa, whoa, whoa



Here it comes

Here comes the night

Here comes the night

Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah



Oh, she's with him, he's turning out the lights

And now he's holding her the way I used to do

I can see her closing her eyes and telling the lies

Exactly like she told me too



Whoa, whoa, whoa



Here it comes

Here comes the night

Here comes the night

Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah



Here it comes

Here comes the night

Here it comes

Here comes the night

Here it comes

Here comes the night

Here it comes

Oh, here comes the night