Hands Across the Table

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