Barry Adamson - That Fool Was Me

Sometimes I feel like a newborn babe
without a mama's arms to hold him tightly,
chilled to the bone
and knowing there'll
never be no place I can call my own
and you came my way.
Like a summer's day
you warm the very cockles of my soul.
Squeaky and clean
but totally blind to what makes a man stand tall.

Please don't need me to be untrue
'cause when you do I feel blue.
Please don't feed me the way you do
'cause, mama, I'll be bigger than you.
Everybody get out my way,
I got something to say.
You take your time and you blow my mind.
There's something about you, baby,
and they all agree.
There I go, I sing it sweet and low,
only a fool would leave you
and that fool was me.

In every hope there's a heartache baby
rising from the broken mind that can't let go,
but then there's a rise,
potentially
someone that I would give until I die.
What can you do? The damage is done,
sticking out like a sore thumb.
It's time to move on
when I take the train whose destination
is dysfunction junction.

Please don't need me to be untrue
'cause when you do I feel blue.
Please don't feed me the way you do
'cause, mama, I'll be bigger than you.
Everybody get out my way,
I got something to say.
You take your time and you blow my mind.
There's something about you, baby,
and they all agree.
But there I go, I sing it sweet and low,
only a fool would leave you
and that fool was me.

That fool was me.
We're finally free.