You told me not to fall in love with you,
Made me promise, made me swear;
But how could I ever resist
When you kiss me
On our moonlight trysts?
Kiss me like it's all for show,
Though no one's watching
And they'll never know.
You told me not to fall in love with you,
But it's too late; my love is true.
And every night, before I sleep,
I count the stars like you count sheep
'Neath the planetarium's glow.
No, my love is not for show.