Some early morning, a fool is born A fool is born, but aren't we all? And he believes his spoon is gold, And he believes he'll never grow tired or old What a lovely world is before his eyes But little by little, a fool grows wise As time goes by, he learns to cry He learns to cry, for don't we all? One day his dreams get caught in the rain One day he's taught the meaning of tears and pain Soon he learns the loveliest lips tell lies And little by little, a fool grows wise Suppose he laughs at dreams and skies of blue And captures all the world, sometimes fools do What good is the world he calls his own? What good is the world if he walks alone? That's how he learns, for what he yearns He yearns for love; for don't we all? But love is not a frivolous want And when he learns to love, love with all its' wants Then he knows the meaning of compromise Then little by little, a fool grows wise
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