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 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
her lips are much too close to mine
beware my foolish heart
But should her eager lips meet mine
then let the fire start
For this time it isn´t fascination
Nor a dream that will fade and fall apart
It´s love, this time it´s love
my foolish heart