We would sweat and mourn
Until the neediness was gone
In one another's arms
All through the night
You would cry out my name
As we were drawn into the flames
What will I do now, now that you're gone?
Oh, what will I do in the dead of the night?
When he turns out the lights
And he comes to me, he comes to me
What will I do to the need in who subsides?
Simply close my eyes and try to sleep
Oh, there are nights I know
When the lights are red and low
I can almost feel you
Reaching out to me
So I close my eyes and I let my memory fly
To a time and place with you
So long ago, so long ago
Oh, what will I do in the dead of the night?
When he turns out the lights
And he comes to me, he comes to me
Oh, what will I do till the need in who subsides?
Simply close my eyes and try to sleep
Artist: Norman Greenbaum
Artist: Slum Village
Artist: Acid Drinkers