The night is like a lovely tune, beware my foolish heart
How wise the ever constant moon, take care, my foolish heart

There's a line between love and fascination,
That's so hard to see on an evening such as this,

For they give the very same sensation.
When you're lost in the passion of a kiss.

Oh, her 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

There's a line between love and fascination,
That's so hard to see on an evening such as this,

For they give the very same sensation.
When you're lost in the passion of a kiss.

Oh, her 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

It's love this time, it's love, my foolish heart

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Writer(s): Ned Washington, Victor Young