Victims of the Night - Lee Hazlewood, Ann-Margret

Hmm, the searching fingers of the dawn

Are slowly creeping up the Eastern sky

So I won’t disturb your sleep and I’ll just touch your cheek

And leave without goodbye

But if you find regrets are waiting for yah

In the early mornin' light

Aww, don’t blame yourself and don’t blame me

For we were only victims of the night

Before you curse the mornin' sun

Just pause and wonder

Were we really wrong

How many other lovers are waiting

To face their own gray dawn

And they must also answer probin' questions

When the morning kills the night

Should they regret

(Or could it be)

We all were only victims of the night

As I leave you while you’re smilin'

And I know that I’m gonna remember you that way

I don’t need hasty promises

To cling to as I go to face that day

I only hope that I’ll awake

To find the embers still are burning bright

And perhaps someday I’ll find you

And be grateful we were victims of the night

And perhaps someday I’ll find you

And be grateful we were victims of the night