Bobby De Vay - April Fool

I count the freckles on your face for each time I fell into place
There was something about your pillow
In the gleam of day, I dream of tomorrow
But I've mistaken the glow in your eyes
And you've awakened in a lover's guise

I traded a morning for a song and a long gone friend
Now that I'm singing for you it can only mean this is the end
Getting rid of you is the strangest thing I'll ever do

I'll be fine counting petals
I've all of time mounting hopeful
Out the blue, love comes and goes
But this time around I'll be your morning, your fling
A tale coming true is kept to herself
As the fool gets good at lying to himself

I traded a morning for a song and a long gone friend
Now that I'm singing for you it can only mean this is the end
Getting rid of you is the strangest thing I'll ever do

I count the freckles on your face for each time you fell out of place

Written by:
Robert De Vay

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