Dont talk to her when shooting stars are falling

Dont talk to her when she can smell the jasmine in the air

Dont talk to her when no one knows youre calling

You might just say the words that keep her waiting there



Dont talk to her when she is softly sleeping

Dont wake her to the sound of your voice whispering her name

Dont tell her all the secrets youve heen keeping

Dont tell her that youre drowning in a river of shame



When the wolf is howling

Underneath the moon

Underneath the window

Of a hotel room

Burn the blanket

Shoot the light

But dont talk to her at night



Dont talk to her in thunder or in lightning

Dont talk to her with fuses blown and wires falling down

Dont talk to her when the fever is frightening

When shes burning in the bedroom in an evening gown



Or when the wolf is howling

Undernearh the moon

Underneath the window

Of a hotel room

Burn the blanket

Shoot the light

But dont talk to her at night

Dont talk to her at night