My Foolish Heart

(альбом: Born To Lose - 1959)

It's getting so each time that I hear footsteps on the street
My foolish heart begins to pound and almost skips a beat
I rush outside to meet you, dear, just like I used to do
Because my foolish heart believes it's you

Each time I hear the telephone, my heart starts to rejoice
I always rush to answer it in hopes I'll hear your voice
And when I find it's just a friend, I cry the whole night through
Because my foolish heart belongs to you

I hope and pray that god someday will send you back to me
Until that time I know my foolish heart cannot be free
And though you stay till judgement I know that I'll be true
Because my foolish heart belongs to you