What kind of fool am I,
Who never fell in love?
It seems that I'm the only one
That I have 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 lied 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.