If I said I wasn't with someone else It would be hard for you to tell what's true I play a close hand even with the ones I love I look into your eyes and say these words to you Oh my love, don't worry about a thing Why would I spend my time by your side It's not a hidden thing This old and broken dream It's a horse to ride through the night 'Cause there will always be someone else Where do your eyes fall What do they gaze upon Do not keep your love high on a shelf 'Cause it may haunt you until the winding bitter end Old man, have you arrived Or is wandering an old forgotten game On the table is plenty of bread Does it make up for the cards you could have played