| Lyrics: | (N.Washington, V.Young)
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! |
