Sad Nights

<br>I walked you to the corner we stood beside the bus<br>And the tears rolled down our faces as the driver stared at us<br>Typical summer that time of year<br>When you go back to Toronto and I stay here<br><br>And I`ll miss the way you wake up<br>And the way that you sigh<br>And I`ll miss the way you turn your head away when you cry<br>I don`t think this time will fly<br><br>Here comes the sad nights again<br>Here comes the sad nights again<br><br>Round about midnight when it`s still too hot to think<br>We`ll go back down to the neighborhood and get ourselves a drink<br>Everyday working not getting far<br>You know this town ain`t much for starting up it`s only made for stars<br><br>Later when I`m walking<br>Underneath the starless sky<br>There`s a couple in the doorway and I think I hear them cry<br>But they turn their heads when I go by<br><br>Here comes the sad nights again<br>Here comes the sad nights again<br><br>Last days of summer San Gennaro Feast<br>There`s much hanging in the air and dancing in the streets<br>People line the corners and they stand beside the fires<br>And I`m watching from my window as the sparks go by<br><br>Somewhere there`s a gunshot<br>People scatter everywhere<br>But it happens everyday so there`s still laughter in the air<br>And as I lay down I wish you were here<br><br>Here comes the sad nights again<br>Here comes the sad nights again