Mack The Knife - Live At Deutschlandhalle, Berlin, 1960

Look at me, I'm as helpless as a kitten up a tree And I feel like I'm clingin' to a cloud I cannot understand 'Cause 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't 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 much In love, helplessly