The night is like a lovely tune Take care, my foolish heart How white, the ever constant moon Beware, my foolish heart There's a line between love and fascination That can't bee seen, on an evening such as this For they both give the very same sensation When you're locked 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 INSTRUMENTAL Her lips arr much too close to mine Beware, my foolish heart But should our eager looks 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