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 find on a moment such as this,
And they all have 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!
The night is like a lovely tune,
Beware my foolish heart,
How white the ever constant moon,
Take care my foolish heart,
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 find on a moment such as this,
And they all have 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!
The night is like a lovely tune,
Beware my foolish heart,
How white the ever constant moon,
Take care my foolish heart,