Teachers The Sisters of Mercy

I met a man who lost his mind
In some lost place I had to find
Follow me the wise man said
But he walked behind

I walked into a hospital
Where none were sick and none was well
When at night the Sisters left
I could not walk at all

Some girls wander by mistake
Into the mess that scalpals make
Are you the teachers of my heart
We teach old hearts to break

A met a woman long ago
Her hair the black the black can go
Are you the teacher of the heart?
Soft she whispered, no

I met a girl across the sea
Her hair the gold that gold could be
Are you the teacher of the heart?
Yes, but not for thee

I spent my hatred every place
On every work, on every face
Is my passion perfect
No! Do it once again