I turn out the light,
We kiss goodnight.
And weary waiting,
Weary waiting [bad word] closer,
Closer to where we belong.

Outside, the city children brandish,
Sharp, their knives - sharpen knives,
 [bad word] closer,
Closer to where we belong.

If you'll be weak,
Then I'll be strong.
When the night is long.

 [bad word] all the years you'll wait to find,
This man, who's loved you your whole life,
 [bad word] closer,
Closer to where we belong.

Just close your eyes,
Let those foxes fight.
The children of this city sharp their knives [bad word] closer],
Closer to where we belong.

And if I be weak,
Won't you be strong?
When the night is long.

If I'll be weak,
Chomreedhoo, chomreedhoo*.
When the night is long.

Close your eyes,
Let the foxes fight.
Close your eyes, [bad word] closer to where we belong.

Where we belong,
When the night is long.
When the night is long.