He's got a fool hearted memory That won't let him see That she walked out the door He sits patiently Here every night so it can fool him more Nickels and dimes Memories and wines She's on his mind once again The same old stool

Why'd you lie? Why'd you lie The very first rule That you learned in school Was that you shouldn't try to fool The people you're close to And now you're almost full grown I really should've known If I left you on your own

He's got a fool hearted memory That won't let him see That she walked out the door He sits patiently Here every night so it can fool him more Nickels and dimes Memories and wines She's on his mind once again The same old stool

Devil may care When the day is through I suffer no regrets I know that he who frets loses the night For only a fool thinks he can hold back the doe He who is wise never tries to revise what's past and gone Live, love today and come tomorrow what may

Beware, my foolish heart For this time, it isn't fascination Or a dream that will fade and fall apart It's love, this time it's love, my foolish heart The scene is set for dreaming Love's knocking at the door But oh my heart, I'm reluctant to start For

Beautiful child Ooh, I had to stay Sleepless child There is so little time I wish that you were mine I'm not a child anymore You are a beautiful child And I am a fool once more You fell in love when I was only ten

There'll be no new romance for me, it's foolish to start For that old feeling, is still in my heart I saw you last night and got that old feeling When you came in sight I got that old feeling The moment that you danced by I felt a thrill And when you

I burn with desire each time my heart fans the fire To that old flame that burns inside of me She cried when I left her now I try to forget her Oh how foolish I was to ever want to leave

Beware my foolish heart The night is like a lovely tune How white the ever constant moon Take care my foolish heart There's a line between love and fascination That's hard to see, how many names such as this For they both have the very same sensation

For me it ain't real It's fools gold There too many fools sold Not an excuse oh She sits home and dreams That her man will leave his mark on her hand He's not all he seems But she's seen a dress, she has the flowers planned