Marc Almond - King Of The Fools

Oh there he goes
The king with the wooden crown
A throne alone
He's looking so sad and alone

King of his world
He roams through his kingdom at night
It looks so good
Until it all fades into the morning light

Tonight's looking beautiful
Sad but so beautiful
Dark yet so wonderful
Hold your head high because
Sorrow becomes you, you wear it so well
Sorrow becomes you it's easy to tell
Though my heart always rules
I'll be king of the fools
Wearing sorrow with my crown of tears