A Day In The Life Of A Fool

A DAY IN THE LIFE OF A FOOL.
A SAD AND A LONG, LONELY DAY.
I WALK THE AVENUE
AND HOPE I'LL RUN INTO
THE WELCOME SIGHT OF YOU
COMING MY WAY.
I STOP JUST ACROSS
FROM YOUR DOOR,
BUT YOU'RE NEVER HOME
ANYMORE.
SO BACK TO MY ROOM
AND THERE IN THE GLOOM
I CRY
TEARS OF GOODBYE.
'TIL YOU COME BACK TO ME,
THAT'S THE WAY IT WILL BE
EV'RY DAY IN THE LIFE OF A FOOL.






[The original title of this song is Manhà de Carnaval, Brazilian slow bossa nova]