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 may be the sound of your hello,
That music I hear,
I get misty, whenever you’re near.
You can say that you’re leading me on
And it’s just what I want you to do,
Don’t you notice how hopelessly I’m lost
That’s why I’m following you.
On my own,
When I wander through this wonderland alone,
Never knowing my right foot from my left,
My hat from my glove
I’m too misty, and too much in love.
And too much