Where You Go

I want to know where you go when you’re gone
when you’re less than half here
and I want you whole home
I want to know where you go
when you’re gone

Does the time move more quickly
more slowly, more brightly
Is the light more inviting,
the people exciting?
and
who holds you there?

Where do you go to be whole

Let me hold you while we ride out the night
then we’ll do what we’ve done
we’ll go on