We are none of us responsible for what we say in sleep.
My pretty secret’s coming!
Oh! listen with your heart,
And you shall hear it humming;
Be close! ’twill make you start.
I have something sweet to tell you, but the secret you must keep,
And remember if it isn’t right, “I’m talking in my sleep.”
Oh! shut your eyes so earnest, or mine will wildly weep,
I love you! I adore you! but, “I’m talking in my sleep.”
For I know I am but dreaming,