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