Misty           E. Garner

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 following you.

On my own would I wonder 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.