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, how many names such as this For they both have 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 it isn't fascination Or a dream that will fade and fall apart It's love, this time it's love My foolish heart