She kept on talking 'bout the colors of night
Though she's long gone I still remember her name
She died so young and it didn't seem right
She always used to talk about the colors of night

She used to jam for hours with her rock and roll band
They played a couple gigs at the whiskey I know
It never caught on but they sounded real tight
And they always played the song about the colors of night

Colors of night, what does it mean
If all I find is darkness at the end of my dread?
Better move fast, watch out below
Lookin' for those colors everywhere that I go

She was seein' us both and then on the side
I jumped out her window one night about dawn
Walkin' home with the birds in the first gray light
But all I could see were the colors of night

Colors of night, what does it mean
If all I find is darkness at the end of my dread?
Better move fast, watch out below
Lookin' for those colors everywhere that I go