Don't talk to her when shooting stars are falling    Don't talk to her when she can smell the jasmine in the air   Don't talk to her when no one knows you're calling    You might just say the words that keep her waiting there      Don't talk to her when she is softly sleeping    Don't wake her to the sound of your voice whispering her name   Don't tell her all the secrets you've heen keeping    Don't tell her that you're 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 don't talk to her at night      Don't talk to her in thunder or in lightning   Don't talk to her with fuses blown and wires falling down   Don't talk to her when the fever is frightening    When she's 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 don't talk to her at night    Don't talk to her at night