Fool

 

I could spend a million afternoons

Dreaming of the thought of touching you

One whole night with you would be divine

One that was not only in my mind

 

Why did you make a fool of me?

Why did you make a fool of me?

Why did you make a fool of me?

Why did you make a fool of me?

 

My hand grips the pen that writes your name

Letters I have written every day

Piled high a mountain at your door

Maybe you won’t hurt me anymore

 

Why did you make a fool of me?

Why did you make a fool of me?

Why did you make a fool of me?

Why did you make a fool of me?

 

Why did you make a fool of me?

Why did you make a fool of me?

Why did you make a fool of me?

Why did you make a fool of me?

Why did you make a fool of me?

Why did you make a fool of me?

Why?