What Kind of Fool Am I?
Leslie Bricusse, Anthony Newley
What kind of fool am I, who never fell in love?
It seems that I’m the only one that I have been thinkin’ of!
What kind of eyes are these, that could not see
What could be seen by everybody else but me
What kind of lips are these, that lied with every kiss?
That whispered empty words of love that left me alone like this?
Why can’t I fall in love like any other man?
And maybe then I’ll know what kind of fool I am!
What kind of man is this, an empty shell
A lonely cell in which an empty heart must dwell
What kind of clown am I what do I know of life
Whay can't I cast away this masked display and live my life
Why can’t I fall in love like any other man?
And maybe then I’ll kno’ what kind of fool I am!