Lyrics
For they both give the very same sensation, my foolish heart
or a dream that will fade and fall apart
This time it s love, my foolish heart Heart, then let the fires start
There s a line between love and fascination, for this time it isn t fascination, this time it s love
But should our eager lips combine, but should our eager lips combine
For they both give the very same sensation, your lips are much too close to mine
my foolish heart
It s hard to see on an evening such as this, then let the fires start
My foolish heart, your lips are much too close to mine
it s hard to see on an evening such as this
the night is like a lovely tune
your lips are much too close to mine
But should our eager lips combine, so white the ever-constant moon
My foolish heart, my foolish heart McRae, my foolish heart
then let the fires start
But should our eager lips combine, or a dream that will fade and fall apart
it s hard to see on an evening such as this
Or a dream that will fade and fall apart, or a dream that will fade and fall apart, when you re lost in the magic of a kiss
But should our eager lips combine, for they both give the very same sensation My, there s a line between love and fascination
when you re lost in the magic of a kiss
This time it s love, my foolish heart
My foolish heart, your lips are much too close to mine, this time it s love
for they both give the very same sensation
My foolish heart, for they both give the very same sensation
or a dream that will fade and fall apart
When you re lost in the magic of a kiss, for this time it isn t fascination
When you re lost in the magic of a kiss, your lips are much too close to mine Heart, for they both give the very same sensation
For they both give the very same sensation, it s hard to see on an evening such as this, this time it s love
Then let the fires start, your lips are much too close to mine
my foolish heart
Then let the fires start, then let the fires start
my foolish heart
So white the ever-constant moon, or a dream that will fade and fall apart
For this time it isn t fascination, for they both give the very same sensation
This time it s love, for they both give the very same sensation, my foolish heart
so white the ever-constant moon
my foolish heart
The night is like a lovely tune, when you re lost in the magic of a kiss
But should our eager lips combine, when you re lost in the magic of a kiss Foolish, my foolish heart
my foolish heart
My foolish heart, this time it s love
My foolish heart, my foolish heart
so white the ever-constant moon
When you re lost in the magic of a kiss, it s hard to see on an evening such as this
Your lips are much too close to mine, so white the ever-constant moon McRae, when you re lost in the magic of a kiss
My foolish heart, your lips are much too close to mine, for they both give the very same sensation
or a dream that will fade and fall apart
It s hard to see on an evening such as this, my foolish heart
This time it s love, there s a line between love and fascination
The night is like a lovely tune, or a dream that will fade and fall apart
