Lyrics Poets of the Fall

Poets of the Fall

King of Fools

I worry that I can't give you what you need

That you'll find nothing underneath the peel

That I can't undo the times we disagreed

That I can't ignore the way I feel

Cos what I feel is the only truth I know

And I get by on this naivete of youth

If what I feel is the only truth

And what I give out will make up what I'll receive

Can I leave behind my naivete of youth?

Will I be crucified for wanting to believe?

I believe

Could you hold us up if I would drag us down?

Resurrect emotions from our past

N' if they had a king for fools would you wear the crown?

Build us up again and make us last

Cos what I feel is the only truth for me

And I get by on this naivete of youth

If what I feel is the only truth

And what I give out will make up what I'll receive

Can I still leave behind my naivete of youth?

Will I be crucified for wanting to believe?

I believe

And if we don't worry about a thing

Will we be sorry when the rain is falling again

And what does it matter

If fortune should favor

It's never the final amen

If what I feel is the only truth

And what I give out will make up what I'll receive

Can I still leave behind my naivete of youth?

Will I be crucified for wanting to believe?

I believe