My Foolish Heart

The night is like a lovely tune, beware my foolish heart

How white the ever constant moon, take care, my foolish heart



There's a line between love and fascination

That's hard to see on an evening such as this

For they give the very same sensation

When you are lost in the passion of a kiss

Your lips are much too close to mine, beware my foolish heart



But should our eager lips combine, then let the fire start

For this time it isn't fascination,

or a dream that will fade and fall apart

It's love this time, it's love, my foolish heart