Life is confusing br When your heart is sad; br It is difficult to distinguish br Who your true friends are br And who are merely interlopers br Meddling to step in, br Maneuvering for positions of advantage. br br I’d like to go back to a simpler time, br Fill my mind with poetry, br Gaze out into the sunlight br From an afternoon window, br Ride a horse and carriage with you br Until the world was true. br br But I’ve been exiled in a cruel country, br Cutting my teeth on the sour fruit br Of dissipating dreams and vanished youth, br My unshaven face has a humble grace br But I do not think you will kiss me today.