Julie London Desafinado (Slightly Out of Tune)

Love is like a never-ending melody;
Poets have compared it to a symphony,
A symphony conducted by the lighting of the moon--
But our song of love is slightly out of tune.

Once your kisses raised me to a fever pitch;
Now the orchestration doesn't seem so rich.
Seems to me you've changed the tune we used to sing;

Bridge:

Like the bossa nova, love should swing.
We used to harmonize, two souls in perfect time;
Now the song is diff'rent and the words don't even rhyme,
'Cause you forgot the melody our hearts would always croon,
And so what good's a heart that's slightly out of tune?
Tune your heart to me the way it used to be;

Join with me in harmony and sing a song of loving.
We're bound to get in tune again before too long --
There'll be no desafinado
When your heart belongs to me completely,
So you won't be slightly out of tune,
You'll sing along with me.