Misty

Look at me I'm as helpless as a kitten up a tree And I feel like I'm clinging to a cloud I can't understand I get misty, holding your hand Walk my way And a thousand violins begin to play Or it might be the sound of your hello That music I hear I get misty the moment you're near You can say that you're leading me on But it's just what I want you to do Don't you realize how hopelessly I'm lost That's why I'm following you On my own Would I wander through this wonderland alone Never knowing my right foot from my left My hat from my glove I get misty, and too much in love I'm too misty, and too much in love --- Misty - Mark O'Connor, Frank Vignola and Jane Monheit