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 were sick and none was well, When at night the Sisters left I could not walk at all. Some girls wander by mistake Into the mess that scalpals make. Are you the teachers of my heart We teach old hearts to break. A met a woman long ago Her hair the black the black can go Are you the teacher of the heart? Soft she whispered, no I met a girl across the sea, Her hair the gold that gold could be. Are you the teacher of the heart? Yes, but not for thee. I spent my hatred every place, On every work, on every face Is my passion perfect, No! Do it once again. Oh teachers are my lessons done? I cannot do another one, They laughed and laughed and laughed and said, Child are your lessons done? 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.