What kind of fool am I?
Who never fell in love?
It seems that I’m the only one that I’ve been thinking of What kind of man is this?
An empty shell
A lonely cell in which an empty heart must dwell
What kind of lips are these
That lie with every kiss?
That whispered empty words of love
That left me alone like this?
Why can’t I fall in love
Like any other man?
And maybe then I’ll know what kind of fool I am What kind of clown am I What do I know of life?
Why can’t I cast away this mask of play
And live my life
Why can’t I fall in love
Till I don’t give a damn?
And maybe then I’ll know what kind of fool I am