Torn apart by two lovers
Who drifted into raging water
The desolate child of sinners
A boy beautifully broken in three
In his doctor’s coat he smiles
To awaken new files
And bring a mass of lies
That deceives the believers
But I see his ocean eyes
And I feel his graying skies
I want to hold him in the night
To see him in the morning
In the daylight of my life
But his maxim denies
And I scream in reply
I will disobey the requests
With a wish to strip him of his coat
Oh boy with a doctor’s coat
I don’t want to be your patient