Right then, Oliver Twist,
Your bed's underneath the counter.
You don't mind sleeping
Among coffins I suppose?
It don't much matter whether you do
Or you don't cause you can't sleep
Nowhere else!
[OLIVER]
Where is love?
Does it fall from skies above?
Is it underneat the willow tree
That I've been dream of?
Where is she?
Who I close my eyes to see?
Will I ever know the sweet "hello"
That's only meant for me?
Who can say where she may hide?
Must I travel far and wide?
'Til I am bedside the someone who
I can mean somethin to...
Where... ?
Where is love?
Who can say where... she may hide?
Must I travel... far and wide?
'Til I am beside... the someone who
I can mean... something to...
Where?
Where is love?
