But where are you going, my little girl
Without a candle in this twilight world
Don’t bother me now,
Don’t hold my elbow
Or shake my wrist,
I walk to The Saracen’s head
Past The Bear,
The Queen’s arms
And The Cross Keys
Nice the way the lights glow
On the rainy streets
Where do you take me, my little girl,
Don’t need a light in this midnight world