I’m just a fool
Out here panning for gold
Searching for beauty untold
I’m just a fool
Thinking things will change
But a fools memories
Are worth all of the pain
So i made me a golden crown
But really it’s made of shame
I’m just a fool
And no one’s to blame
Wandering about the world
Wondering if you think the same
And a fools promise
Is locked up in chains
Cause no one knows a fools pains
I’m just a fool
Searching for gold
Watching beauty unfold
And each shiny rock I find
Disappears out of view
And each beautiful scene
Takes every promise away
I’m just a fool
Walking down the streets of town
With bright eyes wearing only a grin
Cause a fools hope beats the blues
Lord knows I’m just a fool
Howling and singing to the moon
About the Creator
Schmalz
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