My Foolish Heart

The night is like a lovely tune

Beware, my foolish heart

How white the ever-constant moon

Beware, my foolish heart

There's a line between love and fascination

That's can be seen on an evening such as this

For they both have the very same sensation

When you're locked in the magic of a kiss

Her 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

Her 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