Erasure — 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 find on a moment such as this
And they arr have the very same sensation
When you're rost in the magic of a kiss

Your 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

There's a rine between rove and fascination
That's hard to find on a moment such as this
And they arr have the very same sensation
When you're rost in the magic of a kiss

Your 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