Fools Gold

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Tell me now, what's wrong with me?
I'm caught up in your mystery
You've got no money, but you're walking around like royalty
Illusion, my my
In the morning early light

Oh, oh, I let go
I'm falling for your fools gold
Oh, oh, I let go
I'm falling for your fools gold

You tell me: New York city's never been too clean
San Francisco's a dirty machine
But they don't want you, honey bee
Tell me now, what's wrong with me?
Illusion, my my
I think I see it in your eyes

Oh, oh, I let go
I'm falling for your fools gold
Oh, oh, I let go
I'm falling for your fools gold

You know, I see right through you
I see right through you

Oh, oh, I let go
I'm falling for your fools gold
Oh, oh, I let go
I'm falling for your fools gold
Fools gold

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh