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 understandI 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, the moment 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 muchIn love…..

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