going, going, gone

at first i thought it was the moonlight, shining through the mist, 'cause after all a kiss is just a kiss or so i thought, but i must have been wrong, it could have been the music, 'cause it sounded so sweet, something sure was sweeping me, off my feet, all night long, it sure was strong, before i knew what was going on, i was going, going, gone, i suppose it could have been the perfume, from a honeysuckle vine, something sure was driving me, out of my mind, but i should have known all along, it was your love and it was strong, and now i'm going, going, gone, it might have been the magic, written in the stars, some gypsy might have read it, somewhere in the cards, it really doesn't matter, 'cause whatever it was, it led me straight to your arms, first i thought it was the moonlight, shining through the mist, after all a kiss is just a kiss or so i thought, but i must have been wrong, before i knew what was going on, i was going, going, gone, going, going, gone, going, going, gone