Ella Fitzgerald Misty

Ella Fitzgerald Misty Look at me, I m as helpless as a kitten up a tree; And I feel like I m clingin 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 may be the sound of your hello, That music I hear, I get misty, whenever you re near. You can say that you re leading me on And 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, When 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. Too misty, And too In at