My Foolish Heart - Young, Washington, Mantovani and His Orchestra

The night is like a lovely tune

Beware, my foolish heart

So white the ever-constant moon

Take care, my foolish heart

There’s a line between love and fascination

It’s 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

Your lips are much too close to mine

Beware, my foolish heart

But should our eager lips combine

Then let the fires 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

There’s a line between love and fascination

It’s 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

Your lips are much too close to mine

Beware, my foolish heart

But should our eager lips combine

Then let the fires 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