Look at me, I´m helpless as a kitten up a tree,
and I feel like I´m clinging to a cloud, I can´t
understand, I get misty, just holding your hand.
Walk my way, an a thousand violins begin to play,
or it might be the sound of you “hello”, that music
I hear, I get misty, the moment you´re near.
You can say that you´re leading me on, but it´s just
what I want you to do.
Don´t you notices how hopeleesly I´m lost,
that´s why I´m following you...
On my own, would 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.