( do you love me? do you love me? )
In the still of the night, as i gaze from my window,
At the moon in it's flight, my thoughts all stray to you . . .
In the still of the night, while the world is in slumber,
Oh the times without number, darling when i say to you,
"do you love me, as i love you?
Are you my life to be, my dreams come true? ( will you be my dream come true? )
Or, will this dream of mine fade out of sight?"
Like the moon growing dim, on the rim of the hill,
In the chill, still of the night . . . ( do you love me? )
( do you love me? )
In the still of the night . . .
