The night is like a lovely tune —
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;
For they both hold the very same sensation.
When you’re lost in the magic of a kiss.
Her lips are much too close to mine —
And should our eager lips combine,
For this time it isn’t fascination,
Or a dream that will fade and fall a part.
It’s love this time, it’s love, my fool – ish heart!
D6
A
D
D9
Dm6
F~m
F~m7
B7
E7
C~7
Fdim
F~7
Gdim