Nightime - The Afghan Whigs

At nighttime I go out and see the people

Air goes cool, and hurrying on my way

Dressing so sweet, all the people to see

They’re looking at me, all the people to see

And when I set my eyes on you, you look like a kitty

And when you’re in the moon, oh, you look so pretty

Caught a glance in your eyes, and fell through the skies

Glance in your eyes, and fell through the skies

And walking down the freezing street, scarf goes out behind

You said, get them away, please don’t say a word

Get me out of here, get me out of here

I hate it here, get me out of here

At nighttime I go out and see the people

Air goes cool, and hurrying on my way

Glance in your eyes, and fell through the skies

Glance in your eyes, and fell through the skies