Alan Gorrie - Diary of a Fool

Hello, Monday, what can you say?
I bet you knew that she was goin' away
I spoke to Sunday, he wouldn't tell
The words I'd written had kept their secrets so well

I shared each moment, day by day
Is this all you have to say?

As I turn the pages one at a time
Every day, another tear seems to fall between the lines
How can such innocent words of love be so cruel?
It's the diary of a fool

Goodbye, April, June and July
Another season down in black and white
Maybe September a nеw love will call
Until then, I might do bettеr to write down nothing at all

I'll keep these memories close at hand
They might help me to understand

Why I turn the pages one at a time
Every day, another tear seems to fall between the lines
How can such innocent words of love be so cruel?
In the diary of a fool, ooh
Oh, I don't regret it
Maybe I'll forget it
In time, my heart will heal
The words will just disappear

It's the diary of a fool

So I turn the pages one at a time
Every day, another tear seems to fall between the lines
How can such innocent words of love be so cruel?
It's the diary of a fool