More fool me

Here I am
Who while away the mornings
Since you’ve gone
Too long have I lay alone
Not knowing which way to turn.
And there you are
Quite sure that you were right
Knowing full well
That I’d be the first one
To go down.
And you’d be the one who was laughing
Except when things weren’t going your way
Then the lady would say that she’d had enough
Wandering around on her own.

The day you left
I think you knew you’d not be back
Well at least it would seem that way
Because you never said goodbye.
But when it comes round to you and me
I’m sure it will work out alright.
And you’d be the one who was laughing
Giving me something I don’t need
You know, I’d always hold you and keep you warm
Oh! more fool me.
But when it comes
Round to you and me
I ask myself
Do I really believe
In your love.
Yes, I’m sure it will work out alright.