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In the ruins of madness, a ghost of a chance
There is new hope reborn in every tragedy
And the world I see bares a mystery waiting to be revealed
And don't you know that every cloud has a silver lining?
You may call me a dreamer, call me a fool
Just a blue eyed believer in you
In you
In the age of confusion, tears and despair
Let me sell you a dream of prosperity
In this great illusion our humble intentions are well concealed
'Cause don't you know that every cloud has a silver lining?
You may call me a dreamer, call me a fool
Just a blue eyed believer in you
But I'll die for that someone
In the blink of an eye
So tell me, please, tell me
Just what kind of fool am I
When I drown in my fears
In the darkness of sorrow
There's a promise of grace
Under silver grey skies
And I'm drying my tears
In the blaze of the sunlight
A reverie sealed with a kiss
And you may call me a dreamer, call me a fool
Just a blue eyed believer in you
But I'll die for that someone
In the blink of an eye
So tell me, please, tell me
Just what kind of fool am I
Call me a dreamer, call me a fool
Just a blue eyed believer of the colors in you
But I'll die for that someone, someone
In the blink of an eye
So tell me, please, tell me
Just what kind of fool am I
What kind of fool am I?
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