the rainy season

some of you know that we played this song at our wedding. in fact, it replaced the traditional wedding march. and it was absolutely beautiful. so obviously i have a special place in my heart for Marc Cohn.
and the other day, Tasty posted a song by Mr. Cohn. and that sent me on a search through my music and i came across this one.

and it spoke to me.
maybe it will speak to you.



Don't Talk To Her At Night

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 been 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
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 at night

Or 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 at night
Don't talk to her at night
Don't talk to her at night



Written by Marc Cohn, from the album The Rainy Season. Copyright 1993 Museum Steps Music, ASCAP.



p.s. honey, you are still and always will be my true companion.