I came and I saw love, But I waited; I looked to another night. No. There is a song - a black refrain That's racked with guilt and teased by pain. What does it mean? It lifts for no reason, changes moods like the seasons. As if I had to prove myself. But I could only sing to you, Pray for you, read our last rites. I know that song; it's Casablancan night. Foresight, like twilight it flees. Moonlighting and caution floats on the breeze Across the sea. There is a song keeps haunting me - My malady for all to see. What does it mean? See love in its death row. Come and laugh at the sideshow. I didn't have to prove myself. I only had to sing to you, Pray for you, read our last rites. I know that song; it's Casablancan night. Oh. I know that song; it's Casablancan night. Words and music copyright Graham Trust