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