Look at all the tables standing stillThe smoke has settled from the airEveryone was laughing, finding romanceNow there's only empty chairsPeople used to dance here after hoursWrapped around each other in a songEvery now and then, so very long agoDoesn't really seem so longDriving up at midnightDriving up at midnightDriving up at midnightDriving up at midnightEverybody's dressed in furWhen I see the quiet streetI always think of herNot the way she is nowBut the way that she was thenSometimes you can't go back againBut the way that she was thenSometimes you can't go back againDriving up at midnightDriving up at midnightLadies dressed in furWhen I drive these rainy streetsI always think of herNot the way she is nowBut the way that she was thenSometimes you can't go back againI can't go back againI can't go backI can't go back