Of late, I had caught you mourn between your smile.
And time and again,I had found you hiding wide open in a crowd.
But now that you lie before me, so still.
Your youth, your life sucked out of your breath.
Would you cheat, would you still lie?
Would those tricks still amuse you,
When in tears, your women cry?
'Cause if they do, my love, teach me so,
How to stay still, how to stay strong.
