MISTY

Look at me,   I'm as help-less as a kit-ten up a tree
And I feel like I'm cling-ing to a cloud, 
I can't un-der-stand, I get MIST-Y just hold-ing your hand.____

Walk my way    and a thou-sand vi-o-lins be-gin to play,
Or it might be the sound of your hel-lo, 
That mu - sic I hear,_ I get MIST-Y, the mo-ment you're near. 

You can say that you're lead-ing me on,___
But it's just what I want you to do,___
Don't you no-tice how hope-less-ly I'm lost,__
That's why I'm fol-low-ing  you.______

On my own, would I wan-der through this won-der-land  a-lone,
Nev-er know-ing my right foot from my left,
My hat____ from my glove,__
I'm too MIST-Y and  too  much  in   love.
 

Circa 1955
Words by Johnny Burke, Music by Erroll Garner
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