Tekst piosenki
I met a woman long ago Her hair the black that black can go,Are you a teacher of the heart? Soft she answered no.I met a girl across the sea,Her hair the gold that gold can be,Are you a teacher of the heart? Yes, but not for thee.I met a man who lost his mind In some lost place I had to find,Follow me the wise man said,But he walked behind.I walked into a hospital Where none was sick and none was well,When at night the nurses left I could not walk at all.Morning came and then came noon,Dinner time a scalpel blade Lay beside my silver spoon.Some girls wander by mistake Into the mess that scalpels make.Are you the teachers of my heart? We teach old hearts to break.One morning I woke up alone,The hospital and the nurses gone.Have I carved enough my lord? Child, you are a bone.I ate and ate and ate,No I did not miss a plate, well How much do these suppers cost? Well take it out in hate.I spent my hatred everyplace,On every work on every face,Someone gave me wishes And I wished for an embrace.Several girls embraced me, then I was embraced by men,Is my passion perfect? No, do it once again.I was handsome I was strong,I knew the words of every song.Did my singing please you? No, the words you sang were wrong.Who is it whom I address,Who takes down what I confess? Are you the teachers of my heart? We teach old hearts to rest.Oh teachers are my lessons done? I cannot do another one.They laughed and laughed and said, well child,Are your lessons done? Are your lessons done? Are your lessons done?
