Mr Carmichael says that he loves his wife    I believe he does    Gives her everything that a man can give    But Mr Carmichael beggars himself on the altar    Of his love    And you can tell him that that's not the way to live       And oh how the wind has blown    The leaves from the linden tree    And oh when the night grows free    Why does Mrs Carmichael come to me?       Mrs Carmichael rises at ten, takes her time    Is at her ease    Drinking coffee in slippers and negligee    Opens the door and the milkman brings her dreams    There's no-one sees    Except the statue of Venus and she won't say       And oh how the wind has blown    The leaves from the linden tree    And oh when the night grows free    Why does Mrs Carmichael come to me?       Oh Mr Carmichael, captain and star of his office    Billiards team    Smiles to greet the applause as his ball goes in    Hurrying back, bringing his victory home but there's    No-one here    And supper waits on the table inside a tin       And oh how the linden leaves    Lie tossed as the night wind blows    And struck in his silent pose    Mr Carmichael weeps and there's no-one knows