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!