When ever we kiss,
I worry and wonder.
Your lips may be near,
But where is your heart?
It's always like this,
I worry and wonder.
You're close to me here,
But where is your heart?
It's a sad thing to realize
That you've a heart that never melts.
When we kiss, do you close your eyes,
Pretending that I'm someone else?
You must break the spell,
This cloud that I'm under.
So please won't you tell, darling,
Where is your heart?
Georges Guétary - Moulin Rouge Lyrics
Georges Guétary - Moulin Rouge Lyrics
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English
When ever we kiss,
I worry and wonder.
Your lips may be near,
But where is your heart?
It's always like this,
I worry and wonder.
You're close to me here,
But where is your heart?
It's a sad thing to realize
That you've a heart that never melts.
When we kiss, do you close your eyes,
Pretending that I'm someone else?
You must break the spell,
This cloud that I'm under.
So please won't you tell, darling,
Where is your heart?
I worry and wonder.
Your lips may be near,
But where is your heart?
It's always like this,
I worry and wonder.
You're close to me here,
But where is your heart?
It's a sad thing to realize
That you've a heart that never melts.
When we kiss, do you close your eyes,
Pretending that I'm someone else?
You must break the spell,
This cloud that I'm under.
So please won't you tell, darling,
Where is your heart?
Writer: Georges Auric, William Engvick, Jacques Larue
Copyright: Lyrics © CONSALAD CO., Ltd., Divo TV Private Limited, BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © CONSALAD CO., Ltd., Divo TV Private Limited, BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Performed By: Georges Guétary
Language: English
Written by: Georges Auric, William Engvick, Jacques Larue