Come to me while I'm sleeping so their wagging tongues might not find you my love All the while they dull 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 ^interlude 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 ever...my love...