day in the life of a fool
sad and a long lonely day
I walk the avenue
And hope [bad word] into
The [bad word] sight of [bad word] my way

I stop just across from your door
But you’re never home any more
So back to my room
And there in the gloom
I cry tears of good bye
(that’s the way it will be every day in the life of fool)

So back to my room, 
And there in the gloom 
I cry tears of good bye.