(Ned Washington, Victor Young)

Chorus:
The night is like a lovely tune
Beware 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 find on a moment such as this
And they all have the very same sensation
When you're lost in the magic of a kiss.

Your lips are much to 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.

Chorus:
The night is like a lovely tune
Beware foolish heart
How white the ever constant moon
Take care my foolish heart...