Ella Fitzgerald - Misty
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
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.
You can say that you're leading me on,
But 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, 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.
Look at love.