Nobody knows where the moon goes when he leaves the sky Nobody knows where the moon goes When he says goodbye Some do believe in heaven Some do believe in hell I should have learned my lesson But I don't learn that well Sometimes I'm running with the pack, sometimes I'm all alone Do I have a heart of gold, or is it made of stone? Nobody knows where the moon goes When he leaves the sky Nobody knows where people go When they die Some believe that talk is silver Some believe that silence is gold When they are polite to you Be sure their hearts are cold Look into the mirror What do you see? Are you looking at a slave or a man who's free? Nobody knows where the moon goes when he leaves the sky. Nobody knows where the moon goes When he leaves the sky Nobody knows where people go when they die