Fun to Be Fooled

Spring is here, I'm a fool if I fall again
And yet, I'm enthralled by its call again

You say you love me
I know from the past
You mean to love me
But these things don't last

Fools rush in to begin new love affairs
But tonight, tonight, my dear, who cares?
Fun to be fooled, fun to pretend
Fun to believe love is unending

Tonight I was done, still, it is fun being fooled again
Nice when you can tell all that you feel
Nice to be told this is the real thing
Fun to be kissed, fun to exist, to be fooled again

It's that Old Debbil Moon having his fling once more
Selling me spring once more
I'm afraid love is king once more
Fun to be fooled, fun to pretend this little dream won't end