What Kind Of Fool

Cant see the wood for all of the trees
Cant hear the wind for the breeze that whispers
Voice in your head… you like what it said
So what can you do but listen to it?
What kind of fool
Lays all thats precious to waste?
What kind of fool
Leaves all their treasure to rust in the rain?
Theyll need it again when the sky clears
What kind of fool
Wont discover the jewel
til the dust clears?
Fools like us…
Fools who want more than theyve treasured before
Wanting the dawn of the brightest morning
Reach for the stars cause theyre sweeter by far
Than the moon though shes brighter
And closer to you…