Jane Monheit 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!...
There's a line between love and fascination
that's hard to see on an evening such as this,
´cause they 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 lips combine,
then let the fire starts!
'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!...
