The music was written by Victor Young and the lyrics by Ned Washington.
The scene is set for dreaming Love's knocking at the door But on my hart, I'm reluctant to start For we've been fooled before
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 So 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 are much to close to mine Take care, my foolish heart But should our eager lips combine Then let the fires start
For this time it isn't fascination Or a dream that will fade and fall apart This time it's love This time it's love, my foolish heart
For this time it isn't fascination Nor a dream that will fade and fall apart This time it's love This time it's love, my foolish heart.