Come to me While I'm sleeping, So their wagging tongues Might not find you, my love! All the while they lie down, our lighter souls fuse, fly and dive, my love. So, stamp this night so strong, that I will remember and have it ever after! Come to me while I'm sleeping, so their wagging tongues might not find you, my love! Come to me in my dreaming, so their wagging tongues might not find you, my love! 'Round the corner, back of hands, they'll still be talking whether or not we'd ever, whether we'd ever, my love."