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
But they both give the very same sensation
When you're lost in the magic of a kiss

Your lips are much too close to mine
Beware my foolish heart
But should our eager [bad word] 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