My Foolish Heart

(Ned Washington, Victor Young)



It's getting so each time that I hear footsteps on the street

My foolish heart begins to pound and almost skips a beat

I rush outside to meet you dear just like I used to do

Because my foolish heart believes it's you.



Each time I hear the telephone my heart starts to rejoice

I always rush to answer it in hopes I'll hear your voice

And when I find it's just a friend I cry the whole night through

Because my foolish heart belongs to you.



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I hope and pray that God someday will send you back to me

Until that time I know my foolish heart cannot be free

And though you stay till judgement day I know that I'll be true

Because my foolish heart belongs to you...