Wounded Fool

Tears in your eyes
You put down the phone
You say I must go for a while
And the nights grow cold
When you're not here

Your wounded fool
I'm conditioned
To dark sides of love
Your wounded fool
Your wounded fool

I pick up the phone
Oh desperate man
My wish and my command
To hold you close
But the seas won't fold
And you're not here

Your wounded fool
I'm conditioned
To dark sides of love
Your wounded fool
Your wounded fool

We took a chance
Waging love on worlds
Risking hearts and souls
You choose your fate
Oh worthy pain
That you're not here
You're not here

Your wounded fool
I'm conditioned
To dark sides of love
Your wounded fool
I'm your wounded fool
Your wounded fool