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