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
[Songwriters: Lavelle, Caroline / Papathanassiou, Evangelos]


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