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.