The music was written by Victor Young and the lyrics by Ned Washington.

The scene is set for dreaming
Love's knocking at the door
But on my hart, I'm reluctant to start
For we've been fooled before
 

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
So 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

His lips are much to close to mine
Take care, my foolish heart
But should our eager [bad word] Then let the fires start

For this time it isn't fascination
Or a dream that will fade and fall apart
This time it's love
This time it's love, my foolish heart

For this time it isn't fascination
Nor a dream that will fade and fall apart
This time it's love
This time it's love, my foolish heart.