The tiny midnight caravan   Made its way across black hills   As I watched from a distance   The slow-going glow      Their wandering, you know   Made me pine   For the lamplight   Where you lie      If I took you darling   To the caverns of me heart   Would you light the lamp, dear?   Would you light the lamp, dear?      I see fish without eyes   Bats with their heads   Hanging down towards the ground   Would you still come around?   Come around      I believe in you   In your honesty and your eyes   Even when I'm sloshing   In the muck of my demise      A large part of me   Is always and forever tied   To the lamplight   Of your eyes, of your eyes