For two or three weeks You have taken the road And me in my room I feel alone No more cat food No more scream No more anger No more dreams You'll almost be a travelling cat In the pretty sweet sweet night You'll almost be a travelling cat In the pretty Sweet sweet night In the pretty Sweet sweet night Sister don't cry It's surprising And me, I don't want to think About these things And I remember the last watch That your brother gave me It was probably a travelling cat It was like you It was pretty You'll always be a travelling cat In the pretty sweet sweet night You'll almost be a travelling cat In the pretty Sweet sweet night In the pretty Sweet sweet night In the pretty Sweet sweet night In the pretty Sweet sweet night