Funny thing, how we knew
From the first time I saw you
This feeling here inside of us would have no chance to grow
But still like foolish children we pretended not to know
'Til it ended like the night
Looking back, I recall
The hopelessness of it all
The future didn't matter we just lived from day to day
We didn't have the strength to turn and go our separate ways
'Til it ended like the night
I remember how wе waited for the sun
To sing to the clouds and tеll us day was done
We didn't think of right, we didn't think of wrong
We only knew we didn't want to spend those nights alone
Now I've gone the way alone
All is quiet now and love has grown
But still I have my memories and still I can't forget
I'll look back on that beauty in the dark with no regrets
Though it's ended like the night
I was just a drifter now
Just passing through your town
Just passing through your town
Just passing through your town
Black Night was written by Bob Lind.
Black Night was produced by Pete Spargo.
Bob Lind released Black Night on Sun May 01 1966.