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 find on a moment such as this,
and they all have 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 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!
the night is like a lovely tune,
beware my foolish heart,
how white the ever constant moon,
take care my foolish heart,
