My Foolish Heart
Woody Hill
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 day
I know that I'll be true
Because my foolish heart belongs to you