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 give the very same sensation When you are lost in the passion of a kiss Your lips are much too 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 --- My Foolish Heart - Tom Jones