And he never shows his feelings
And the eyes in his head
Is keeping perfectly still
Sees the sun going down
See the world spinning round
And he never gives an answer
And he never seems to notice
But the fool on the hill
The man with the foolish grin
See the world spinning round
Sees the sun going down
See the world spinning round
Oh, round, an' round, an' round, an' round, an' round
Sees the sun going down
But nobody ever hears him
He knows that they're the fools
But the fool on the hill
Sees the sun going down
Talking perfectly loud
And the eyes in his head
They can tell what he wants to do
But the fool on the hill
And the eyes in his head
The fool on the hill
And nobody seems to like him
The man of a thousand voices
They don't like him
They can see that he's just a fool
And the eyes in his head
Oh, round, an' round, an' round, an' round
Well on the way
Head in a cloud
Or the sound he appears to make
See the world spinning round
But nobody wants to know him
He never listens to them
