We won't say goodnight until the last minute
I'll hold out my hand and my heart will be in it

Mmm... a trick rhyme (minute/in it) and a rather bizarre visceral image. Is this bad songwriting? Perhaps a spoof? Comedy? No!

The song is "For All We Know" currently being performed by Nat Cole in my ears, with some sumptuous strings - one of the sounds I associate with winter evenings in. I think this is a perfectly good example of fine songwriting. It's only our more modern and cynical ears that might cause us to giggle at lines involving hearts and hands. Bad cynicism!