My Foolish Heart (originally by Martha Mears) – Lesley Gore

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
For they both give the very same sensation
When you’re lost in the magic of a kiss
his lips, they’re much too close to mine, beware my foolish heart
But should our eager lips combine, we 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

For this time it isn’t fascination, or a dream that will fade and fall apart
Yes, it’s love, this time it’s love, my foolish heart…