Michael McDonald, Your Days Are Numbered...

I'm not sure why, but I can't get Michael McDonald out of my head. It's horrible. But just like a festering zit that needs 'a poppin', I decided to excise this demon by confronting it.
And it's worse than I thought. It's actually The Doobie Brothers that's plaguing me, namely their 1981 smash hit, What a Fool Believes:
He came from somewhere back in her long agoThe sentimental fool dont see
Tryin hard to recreate
What had yet to be created once in her lifeShe musters a smile
For his nostalgic tale
Never coming near what he wanted to say
Only to realize
It never really wasShe had a place in his life
He never made her think twice
As he rises to her apology
Anybody else would surely know
Hes watching her goBut what a fool believes he sees
No wise man has the power to reason away
What seems to be
Is always better than nothing
And nothing at all keeps sending him...Somewhere back in her long ago
Where he can still believe theres a place in her life
Someday, somewhere, she will returnShe had a place in his life
He never made her think twice
As he rises to her apology
Anybody else would surely know
Hes watching her goBut what a fool believes he sees
No wise man has the power to reason away
What seems to be
Is always better than nothing
Theres nothing at all
But what a fool believes he sees...
Help. Me. Please. Help me.