Moonstruck

Bing Crosby · In Hollywood 1: 1930-1934 [2001]

Sweetheart, wasn't there a moon

Wasn't it in June I met you

Sweetheart, wasn't that the start

Things began to happen to my hungry heart



You had me spellbound, bewildered by your charms

Heaven or hell bound I must be in your arms

Tell me am I only moonstruck

Or is this really love



Each time you kiss me you thrill me to the sky

Why should such bliss be so hard to analyze

Tell me am I only moonstruck

Or is this really love.



What is this thing that attracts me, distracts me

Just like a mysterious game

What is this strange new flame

I cannot seem to name



Though I endeavor I just can't see the light

Will it last forever or only for tonight

Tell me am I only moonstruck

Or is this really love.



What is this thing that attracts me, distracts me

Just like a mysterious game

What is this strange new flame

I cannot seem to name



Though I endeavor I just can't see the light

Will it last forever or only for tonight

Tell me am I only moonstruck

Or is this really love.