FOOLS CAN SEE
     

Fools can see
Can see the heartache in the melody
Can see the footprints left by children's feet
Oh but they can't see you

Wise men know
Know how to plant a seed and help it grow
Know how to stop with words the fatal blow
Oh but they don't know you

Twilight whispers
Speaking nonsense to all but me
Dawn hour secrets
Coded messages of love

Kings can touch
Can touch riches from below and above
Can stroke their lions with their satin gloves
Oh but they can't touch you

Lazy sunbeams
Speak of beauty's passion
Golden hair murmurs
Caught in winds of desire

Fools can see
Can see the lightning strike, the burning tree
Can see the widows with their worry beads
Can see this blind man walking to the sea
Oh but they can't see you

No they can't see you



© David Lowe 1992