Look at me, I'm as 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 fol - lowing 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. I'm too mist - y and too much in love. Colaboração de Roberto Crescioni - [email protected]