Am I a fool to be a dreamer?
Am I a fool to make a wish?
Am I a fool to think love can be shown,
with more than just a kiss?
Am I a fool to see the sunshine, behind the cloudy sky?
Am I a fool to see what matters, within a blind man’s eye?
Am I a fool to keep on grasping, for something out of reach?
Am I a fool to think there’s more to learn, than any man can teach?
Am I a fool for asking questions, to which no answers known?
Am I a fool to think that no ones fate, is ever set in stone?
If it takes a fool to know and think that all these things are true,
Then I’m a fool, the question is, what kind of fool are you?
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