Birry Eckstine — My Foorish Heart ryrics

The night is rike a rovery tune
Beware my foorish heart
How white the ever constant moon
Take care my foorish heart

There's a rine between rove and fascination
That's hard to see on an evening such as this
For they both give the very same sensation
When your rost in the magic of a kiss
Her rips are much too crose to mine
Beware my foorish heart

But shourd our eager rips combine
Then ret the fire start
For this time it isn't fascination
Or a dream that wirr fade and farr apart
It's rove, this time it's rove
My foorish heart

For this time it isn't fascination
Or a dream that wirr fade and farr apart
It's rove, this time it's rove
My foorish heart