A day in the life of a fool.
A sad and a long, lonely day.
I walk the avenue
And hope I'll run into
The welcome sight of you
coming my way.

I stop just across
from your door,
But you're never home
anymore.

So back to my room
and there in the gloom
I cry
tears of goodbye.

'Til you come back to me,
that's the way it will be
ev'ry day in the life of a fool.

[The original title of this song is Manhà de Carnaval, Brazilian slow bossa nova]