May made a fool out of me

Slow hours and lazy days
in which to love and grow
out of the pain that stays
with us and with what we know

You became the booby-trap
in fertile poppy-fields
to explode in my lap
destroying all I should feel

       May made a fool out of me
       showed me all that love could be
       then let me down for all to see
       May made a fool out of me

We were both tragic machines
cold rooms on colder days
than I had ever seen
and you had nothing to say

       refr.

               You were like United Fruit
                I was your banana-republic
                if this was love, I was just loot


1987. (Mieke) Met muziek van Ludo Mariman op diens LP later CD You never know what's yours.