RoadWarriors - FOOL
Fool
- He stands slim, tall, and straight, a figure of a man
- but soon he knows he'll be buried in the land
- His face is weathered sun, wind, and cold nights
- and through his posture he'd be hell in a fight
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- But no one knows what goes on in his mind
- and actually the man is warm and quite kind
- Blue eyes look deep in your soul and thru you
- and you can tell he's been nobodies fool
- Yet you sense a restless longing deep in his soul
- but being the man he is he doesn't want you to know
- A heartbreak is nothing to brag or tell about
- and to think of it he wants to go out and shout
- Tears fill his eyes as he thinks of love gone sour
- and sometimes he just sits there hour after hour
- But it does no good to keep the past alive
- although he'll think of her probably till he dies
- Sometimes we have to push pain and tears aside
- or we will never again feel really alive
- Hold your head up and take another chance
- and maybe this one will be your last dance...
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