All of these insurmountable tasks
  That lay before me
  All of the firsts
  And the definite lasts
  That lay in store for me
  
  
  There was a time
  When all on my mind was love
  Now I find
  That most of the time
  Love's not enough
  In itself
  
  
  Consequently
  I've a tendency
  To be unhappy, you see
  The thoughts in my head
  All the words that were said
  All the blues and the reds
  Get to me
  
  
  All of these absurdities
  That lay before us
  All of the doubts
  And the certainties
  That lay in store for us