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 betwen love and fascination
that’s hard to see, on an evening such as this
Though as they both give the very same sensation
when you’re lost in the magic of a kiss

His lips, are much too close to mine
Beware, my foolish heart
But should our eager [bad word] 
then let the fire start
Cause 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 

His lips, are much too close to mine
Beware, my foolish heart
But should our eager [bad word] 
then let the fire start
Cause 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 
It’s love this time, it’s love my foolish heart
(scat to fade)