What's got you worried, pretty baby?
I know your moods, and how you change like the weather
Call me a ship floating by your island
I call it as I see it, and you look like an island
I'll never take up any kind
Of real estate in your heart, will I?
What kind of fool am I?
What kind of fool am I?
You just don't see what I see when you're down
I want to show you the story and the sound
For love of your eyes, your voice, your spirit
I fight through the currents, and you bury my secrets
I'll never take up any kind
Of real estate in your heart, will I?
What kind of fool am I?
What kind of fool am I?