Frank Sinatra - My foolish heart

The ^Gnight is like a lovely ^Emtune, beware ^Am7my foolish ^D7heart! How ^G7white the ever ^Emdistant moon, take ^Am7care, my foolish ^D7heart! There's a ^Gline between love and fascin^G7ation, That's hard to ^Csee on an evening such as ^F#m7this, ^B7For they ^Emboth give the very same sen^A7sation. When you are ^D7lost in the magic of a ^G7kiss.

Her ^Glips are much too ^Emclose to mine, be^Am7ware my foolish ^D7heart! But ^G#7should our eager lips com^Embine, then let, let the fire ^Am7start. ^B7 For ^Emthis time it ^Em7isn't fascina^D#tion, or a ^Gdream that will fade and fall a^Bm7part, ^E7 It's ^Am7love, this time, it's ^D7love, my foolish ^Gheart!

Her ^Glips are much too ^Emclose to mine, be^Am7ware my foolish ^D7heart! But ^G#7should our eager lips com^Embine, then let, let the fire ^Am7start. ^B7 For ^Emthis time it ^Em7isn't fascina^D#tion, or a ^Gdream that will fade and fall ^Bm7apart, ^E7 It's ^Am7love, this time, it's ^D7love, my foolish ^Gheart!

This time, it's love, ^D7my foolish ^Gheart!