No girls allowed in the back of the van   No crying now or holding hands   No long-neck birds with its head in its hands   No foreign papers exchanging hands      That lonely siren song you've been hearing in your dream   Is just a chapel bell, and it wakes you every evening   A lonesome song, but it's someone else's blues   Sleep, Sleep, Ring me to sleep      No signs or sirens to keep us out   No silver lining or song about   No mound of islands can make this out   No mound of island can make this out      That lonely siren song you've been hearing in your dream   Is just a chapel bell, and it wakes you every evening   A lonesome song, but it's someone else's blues   Sleep, sleep, ring me to sleep      There's no time to fall in love