In the mirror each morning, I see a fool I know And I ask him if he can explain why I let you go And a cold, uncompassionate smile is his reply He won't let me forget how you looked when I said goodbye I suppose I will never know why I let you go But one thing the fool made me see, I still love you so If there's anything left of your love, I'd like to know And I'll send you a fool who will never again let you go If there's anything left of your love, I'd like to know And I'll send you a fool who will never again let you go I suppose I will never know why I let you go But one thing the fool made me see, I still love you so If there's anything left of your love, I'd like to know And I'll send you a fool who will never again let you go And I'll send you a fool who will never again let you go