Lay lady lay
Lay across my big brass bed.
Forget this dance
Let's go upstairs.
Let's take a chance
Who really cares?
Why don't you know

You've got nothing to prove.
It's all in your eyes
and the way that you move.

I long to see you
In the morning light.
I long to hold you
In the night.
Lay lady lay
Lay across my big brass bed.

Bob Dylan