Fools Gold

Tell me now, what's wrong with me

I'm caught up in your mystery

You've got no armor here but you're walking around like

Illusion, my my

In the morning early light

Oh oh, I let go

I'm falling for your fools gold

Oh oh, I let go

I'm falling for your fools gold

You tell me New York City's never been to clean

San Francisco's a dirty machine

But they don't want you, honey bee

Tell me now whats wrong with me

Illusion, my my

I think I see it in your eyes

Oh oh, I let go

I'm falling for your fools gold

Oh oh, I let go

I'm falling for your fool's gold

I see right through you

And I see right through you

Oh oh, I let go

I'm falling for your fools gold

Oh oh, I let go

I'm falling for your fools gold

Fools gold