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 nurse 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, your are a bone. I ate and ate and ate No I did not miss a plate, well How much do these suppers cost ? We'll take it out hate I spent my hatred every place, 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 Dit 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 teacher of my heart ? We teach old hearts to rest Oh teacher are my lessons done ? I cannot do another one. The laughed and laughed and said Well child, are your lessons done ? Are your lessons done ? Are your lessons done ? Are your lessons done ?