Misty
Look at me, I'm as helpless as a kitten up a tree;And I feel like I'm clingin' to a cloud,I can' t understand I get misty, just 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, whenever you're near.
Can't you see that you're leading me on?And it's just what I want you to do,Don't you notice how hopelessly I'm lostThat's why I'm following you.
On my own, when I wander through this wonderland alone,Never knowing my right foot from my leftMy hat from my gloveI'm too misty, and too much in love.
Too misty, and too much in love.....