the blanket you slept in has run far away
you don't want to go, but you don't care to stay
give me your locket; I'll be your love
beneath love are we and both above

the fiddler is dancing to the tune she plays
the little dog is laughing at the game he plays
the spoon ate the soup and the dish told a lie
without a tongue you're singing a cold lullaby

The last words you've written are all asleep
the chest of drawers is dreaming of the ocean deep
the blanket you slept in has run far away
you don't want to go, but you don't care to stay