little things you whisper in your sleep try to tell me they don t mean a thing all just bad dreams i know it s not your fault i still hear pillow talk i listen to you talking in the dark i listen though it only breaks my heart you ve gone too far i know it s not your fault it still hurts pillow talk you speak a foreign language when you sleep mention every guy in town but me seems like common courtesy that you d just once in a while please please you d mention me slumber time is quickly drawing near lie awake with fingers in my ears all out of fear i know it s not your fault i still hear pillow talk pillow talk county fairs and cake walks and nervous smiles and boys and pillow talk