The Fool

as I sit on a bar stool
dreams of you
asking how am I the fool
thoughts of that late fall day
laughin smiling at all
while being play the fool
was it the first I saw you
a man dressed as a sailor boy
a look. a smile. a stop
was that all
for the sailor boy
while being played the fool
heart afire but not for me
for that sailor boy
as I sit on a bar stool
but to know
I've been played the fool