Fools Rush In Rondine

The fools rush in without a single care; Trusting with their body or with their heart not visualizing their doom from the start; Spread wide open and so willing to share caught in a web of suddenly secure; Blissfully nonchalant they feel so smart; The fools rush in, slapped silly they aren’t able to prepare; A gentleman surely needs a sweetheart ‘I’ll be his rock we’ll never be apart.’ Seduction of delusions of grandeur, the fools rush in.