Where Do You Go

I've asked a million times it seems
 I know it's only in my dreams
 I know it's probably wrong
 But I don't care, my nights are long
 And it's a funny kind of thing
 When you're the only one to sing
 When there are two who do it well
 But only one of us can tell
 Where do you go when you sleep
 Where do you hide all the things that you keep
 What do you think of late at night
 When your eyes meet the burned out starlight
 Where do you go?
 What do the lines on your hands say
 What are the notes you have on display
 The walls around you seem to care
 Though the plaster has fallen bare
 And there are moments on a stage
 When your voice calms all the rage
 When your eyes look right back
 Beyond the light, beyond the black
 Where do you go when you sleep
 Where do you hide all the things that you keep
 What do you think of late at night
 When your eyes meet the burned out starlight
 Where do you go?
 Where do you go?
 I know we don't see eye to eye
 Beyond the clouds, beyond the sky
 But I think there's always more
 If you knock upon my door
 I've watched you talk about your day
 Your hands always give it away
 And your songs do it too
 As you shift in and out of view
 Where do you go when you sleep
 Where do you hide all the things that you keep
 What do you think of late at night
 When your eyes meet the burned out starlight
 Where do you go?
 Where do you go?