However, with her, here

The man, he sings
At Le Cesar
To whom, for what
It's clear, I'm sure
My presence, however
Is somewhat of a mystery
Am I? Was I?
Will I ever be?

The girl, she speaks
Right here, beside me
Of things that have
Exhausted her, emotionally
My presence, with her
In this life, I ponder
Is to love & cherish
This person, so dear

The people, they live
Their lives around me
The yuppies, the poseurs
All jumbled together
My presence here
In this ambience of ambivalence
Is clouding my self-judgement
Without a shroud, of doubt

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