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 both give the very same sensation,

When you're lost in the magic 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!