( do you love me? do you love me? ) In the still of the night, as i gaze from my window, At the moon in it's flight, my thoughts all stray to you . . . In the still of the night, while the world is in slumber, Oh the times without number, darling when i say to you, "do you love me, as i love you? Are you my life to be, my dreams come true? ( will you be my dream come true? ) Or, will this dream of mine fade out of sight?" Like the moon growing dim, on the rim of the hill, In the chill, still of the night . . . ( do you love me? ) ( do you love me? ) In the still of the night . . .