[MRS. SOWEBERRY (spoken)] Right then, Oliver Twist, Your bed's underneath the counter. You don't mind sleeping Among coffins I suppose? It don't much matter whether you do Or you don't cause you can't sleep Nowhere else!
[OLIVER] Where is love? Does it fall from skies above? Is it underneat the willow tree That I've been dream of? Where is she? Who I close my eyes to see? Will I ever know the sweet "hello" That's only meant for me? Who can say where she may hide? Must I travel far and wide? 'Til I am bedside the someone who I can mean somethin to... Where... ? Where is love?
Who can say where... she may hide? Must I travel... far and wide? 'Til I am beside... the someone who I can mean... something to... Where? Where is love?