Here Comes the Night (Live on BBC's "Saturday Club" June 1965)

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 FADES- Whoa, here comes the night The long, the long, the long and lonely night