Sultry have gone the roses my love The light forbids us to sleep Stay real close, stay safe in the dark Far from where the light can see Where the sky drips down on the sand And you become a man Is it real or dream? La da da da da da da da La da da da da da Da duh duh da dum La da da da da da da da La da da da da da Da duh duh da dum Sultry have gone the roses my love The light forbids us to sleep (Sultry have gone, sultry have gone, Sultry have gone the roses my love) Till the moon drips down in the palm of your hand And the man ceases to be Now you're alone, and can barely keep ahold Of your precious aspirations and dreams