hands across the table

dinner is ended

the music is grand

softly the lantern's gleam

isn't it splendid to sit hand in hand

silently lost in a dream?

hands across the table

while the lights are low

though you hush your lips

your fingertips

tell me all i want to know

hands across the table

meet so tenderly

and they say in their little way

that you belong to me

silence is golden

so do not reply

and i shall understand

all can be told in a look of your eye

and in a touch of your hand

hand across the table

while the lights are low

though you hush your lips

your fingertips

tell me all i want to know

hands across the table

meet so tenderly

and they say in their little way

that you belong to me