"River of Fools," Los Lobos
Torn and faded photographs
A chestful of old goodbyes
Tear streaked faces by the light of the moon
Here on a river of fools
Here on a river of fools...
I talked to the Man in the Moon.
I said, "Sir, is she coming back soon?"
He smiled and he stated,
"Son, I'm over-rated,
I've had to much credit in those old love tunes.
I don't know a thing about love,
I just kind of hang here above.
I just watch from the sky,
Will love grow, will it die?
I don't know a thing about love."