Jealousy - Back To The 50's, Frankie Laine

Jealousy, night and day you torture me

I sometimes wonder if this spell that I’m under

Can only be a melody for I know no one but me

Has won your heart but when the music starts:

My peace departs

From the moment they play that lovely strain

And we surrender to all its charm again

This jealousy that tortures me is ecstasy, mystery, pain

We dance to a tango of love

Your heart beats with mine as we sway

Your eyes give the answer I’m dreaming of:

That soft word your cruel lips will never say

Well, I fear that the music will end

And shatter the spell it may lend

To make me believe when your eyes just deceive

It’s only a tango you love

I fear that the music will end

And shatter the spell it may lend

To make me believe when your eyes just deceive

It’s only a tango you love

It’s only a tango that you love