Sentimental Fool

Sitting in town 9 o'clock in the morning Thinking 'bout you now cause I got a warning Deep in my gut I knew That you couldn't be with me And I couldn't be with you So Lonely is the song That makes me weep so long Some kind of sentimental fool I must be for you Getting on a bus with the Sunday paper Call out the place that I go When I'm trying to forget That moment that I met you Time seemed to move so slow So Lonely is the song That makes me weep so long Some kind of sentimental fool I must be for you Head downtown to the railway station Trying to assess what's feeding motivation Getting me on my way I'm finding it hard to greet the day now So Lonely is the song That makes me weep so long Some kind of sentimental fool I must be for you I'm just a sentimental fool I'm just a sentimental fool