He said we could talk about gossip
We could talk about life
He said we could talk about rumors
We could do whatever I like
Then he said: "Let's stop with all the talking
Why not try something new?
Because there's no need for any talking
In what we're about to do..."

Rest your pretty head
Your pretty head
Don't trouble your pretty head
Your pretty head

You know I'm all for conversation
I'm really quite a romantic, you know
But why not get right to the point?
It's not that often we are left alone
No offense, but when you get going
You really can be quite a bore
Now, please don't take this the wrong way
But my ears are getting sore

Rest your pretty head
Your pretty head
Don't trouble your pretty head
Your pretty head
Oh, rest your pretty head
Your pretty head
Don't trouble your pretty head
Your pretty head

We spent a winter and a spring
Just listening not talking
Come rain or wind or shine
And no, I never told you
That the conversations in my head
Helped me to pass the time

Oh, rest your pretty head
Your pretty head
Don't trouble your pretty head
Oh, rest your pretty head
Your pretty head
Don't trouble your pretty head
Your pretty head