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 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 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 Beware, beware, my foolish heart When we kiss the fire starts For this time it isn't fascination Or a dream that will fade and die I know it's love, my foolish heart Foolish heart Foolish heart Foolish heart