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 the absurdities That lay before us All of the doubts And the uncertainties That lay in store for us