Testo di 'Fool' di Mick Flannery

I see you running with your friends
I don't know why it comes to mind
I think of you before our time
You go all happy on your way
I deny to meet the boys

Neon lights and hitting noise
And what'd you reckon, baby?
Did it cut it? Did it work?
Or did pretty boys and pretty words
Bring more trouble than they're worth?
And now another asking for your hand

You don't know if you have it in your heart to roll the dice again
I'd rather be the fool
You'd know it if it's true
Letting go and I'm gonna lose
And old dampened youth
I'd rather be the fool

I love you for all that you've fought
I love you for your bitter twist
Your gentle hand, your hopeless kiss
Oh, I look into your eyes
I read a min and I can tell
It's need has been read very well

What you reckon, baby?
Anybody put to worth?
Or draw it off in someones mind
How it feels when we lock eyes
And now another asking for your hand
You don't know if you have it in your heart to roll the dice again

I'd rather be the fool
You'd know it if it's true
Letting go and I'm gonna lose
And old dampened youth
I'd rather be the fool

I tell myself I wish I'd met you sooner in the game
That our hearts still are soothing and our love would play the same
But I don't know, babe, might I shouldn't say
I cannot time the light, I cannot time the pain

I'd rather be the fool
You'd know it if it's true
Letting go and I'm gonna lose
And old dampened youth
I'd rather be the fool