I remember a poem I used to read
About a man who cheat
The message it heed
The theme I never need
As I believe
For being the morally best man,
I lead
Having friends with wasted love
With the man they used to have
Thus I care
And I dare
And new love they'll bare
And yet the love that blooms
For the future that looms
For its potential doom
I take my chance
To throw it all
And leave them all
And to start anew
I become the man of the poem
Who just cares a lot
About a man who cheat
The message it heed
The theme I never need
As I believe
For being the morally best man,
I lead
Having friends with wasted love
With the man they used to have
Thus I care
And I dare
And new love they'll bare
And yet the love that blooms
For the future that looms
For its potential doom
I take my chance
To throw it all
And leave them all
And to start anew
I become the man of the poem
Who just cares a lot