Fooling Around

Yesterday I saw a man with a beard painting a wall

He looked to me, said child don’t weep, the world is not small at all

Clouds drift by in the sky, they seem to move too fast

As time flies, close my eyes, try to make this moment last

Who’s that boy, he runs around, putting his girl on hold

He drives her mad, makes her wonder ‘bout stories untold

Uncontrolled, he’s made of gold, she knows not a thing and knows all

When will time let her mind rest in a place with control

I’m fooling around

My feet won’t touch the ground

Heaven had me crowned

You got my spinning around

I’m fooling around

And my feet won’t touch the ground

Heaven had me crowned

You got my spinning around

For you

Oh, you’re my heaven, you’re my earth

So go ahead and tell me everything you think I’m worth

I can be smart, I can be funny, I can be pretty too

Please boy, don’t leave

I’m fooling around

My feet won’t touch the ground

Heaven had me crowned

You got my spinning around

I’m fooling around

My feet won’t touch the ground

Heaven had me crowned

You got my spinning around

For you