It's three a.m. you're still awake You listen for her footsteps on the stair You hear a car door slam But there's no one there… The ashtrays half-smoked cigarettes Remind you of those words you now regret, The answer to your pride A stream of tears that trailed across her cheek Those moments made of years When she could hardly speak Until she said OK, no more, amen I think I'd better go… Jealousy is a bitter brew Its poison drives all reason out of you How could she think that you were serious And then too late, too late; How quick the tree of love Bears fruit of hate When she denied the lies you turned away But that was yesterday And now you pray she'll come home again You phoned up all her friends To tell them how much you love her And you pray she'll come home again Or this nightmare will never end Or this nightmare will never end Six a.m. and half asleep but wait Is that a taxicab outside? You throw the window wide Oh Yes it's her… You laugh, you cry, you run downstairs Unlatch the door and she is standing there You take her hand to see if she is real And Oh that feeling when she says "Hello it's me…" And as the sunrise fills the street You hold her close against your heart and say "I love you, can you forgive a fool?" "Can you forgive a fool?" "Can you forgive a fool?"