indiscreet

frank sinatra

indiscreet - it's indiscreet

to gaze at you - each time we meet

i've told my eyes - they must disguise - this yearning

yes it's indiscreet - quite indiscreet

to find your touch - so bitter sweet

you're close to me and suddenly i'm burning

while i ask myself: where is your pride?" irresistibly i'm drawn to your side