Where does he go at night
When he has left my sight
I hate to let him go
And so I’d like to know
When he leaves me
I know that he must be free
And surely he’ll come back like the sun
Returning to me as the day is begun

Where does he go at night
When he has left my sight
I sit here and wonder
Hearing his thunder
I see he’s left me once again
And so I must pretend
I know just where he goes
But truly no one knows
When he leaves me
I know he must be free

Darling, where do you go at night
When you have left my sight
Faintly he whispers in my ear
“I see how you’ve loved me these years”
Pulling back I see the gleam in his eyes
The next night he sleeps and he dies