Fool to Love Brooke Martin

Coming into town
You were flying down
So I tidied up
Riding in the backseat
Of a yellow tax
The thought of you got me in a rush
The terminal was empty
I just kept pretending
Expecting you'd show up
Waited through the night
Maybe you missed your flight
But, baby, no such luck

Ooo, Ooo I always think somehow your gonna change
Ooo, Ooo a thousand times it always ends the same, so

I guess I'm just a
Fool to love you so much
A fool to love you
A fool to love you so much
When you throw it all away
Fool to love you so much
A fool to love you
A fool to love you so much
When you throw it all away
Fool to love, fool to love, fool to love you
Fool to love, fool to love, fool to love you