They Must Think Me a Fool

Clifford T. Ward

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    When I was down, with nothing to give
    She would smile and put the whole thing in perspective
    She cheered me up, 'n' gave me hope
    She took my hand and said "Come on, be constructive".

    Who could find a nicer person on this Earth?
    For one so blind how come I got so lucky?
    And who could shine more brightly than the stars that girth
    The heavens above
    How could I be so cruel?

    Sometimes she'd cry, quietly alone
    And all the while, trying to disguise it.
    That's when I'd die, knowing the harm was done
    Too late by a mile to start to realise it.

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    Who could find a nicer person on this Earth?
    For one so blind how come I got so lucky?
    And who could shine more brightly than the stars that girth
    The heavens above
    How could I be so cruel?

    Now my life is full of time to spare
    I'd listen out for her - there's no one there
    Crazy dreams, I've had my share
    Some I could see through
    Some were more arrestin'
    Dreams would fade, you know how they wear
    And all the while the truth was more interesting.

    I could not find a nicer person on this Earth
    For one so blind how come I got so lucky?
    And who could shine more brightly than the stars that girth
    The Heavens above
    They must think me a fool.

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    Composition: Clifford T. Ward

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