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