Like everyone around he claimed to see
And he was beautiful, but not like me
He saw everything, everyone all around me
Still he stood up really tall and he looked down below
He saw many people, many things he'd never seen before
But he was just a fool, that's all he'd ever be
Just a fool, that's all he'd ever be
There were two of us and two of them
And two of you and two of me up inside that tree
And we were trying hard
Trying hard to see
But he was just a fool, that's all he'd ever be
Just a fool, that's all he'd ever be
Still there's nothing beautiful in me
We were shaken from the branch
Fallen from the tree and we were not quite sure
Just what we had seen
So we climbed up really high
And tried hard to see and there's many people, many things
That looked just like you and me
But he was just a fool, that's all he'd ever be
Just a fool, that's all he'd ever be
And there's nothing beautiful in me
And everyone around knows he's the fool
He was just a fool, that's all he'd ever be
Just a fool, that's all he'd ever be
Still there's nothing beautiful in me
compositores: JOHN BALDWIN GOURLEY
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