Walked you to the corner Stood beside the bus And 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 miss the way you wake up And the way you sigh And I miss the way you turn your head away when you cry I don't think this time will fly Here comes sad nights again Here comes Sad nights again Around about midnight When its still too hot to think We'll go back down to the neighborhood And get ourselves a drink Every day working Not getting far No, this town ain't much for starting off Its only made for stars And later when I'm walking underneath the starless sky There's a couple in a doorway And I think I hear them cry But they turn their heads When I go by Here comes sad nights again Here comes Sad nights again Last days of summer San Janelle feast There's music 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 And somewhere there's a gunshot People scatter everywhere And it happens every day So there's still laughter in the air And as I lay down I wish you were here And here comes sad nights again Here comes Sad nights again Here comes sad nights again