Sing For Me An Opera Song

Can there be a heart that pleases out there? Come and sing for me an opera song This beer has captured my brains And now I sit with all my worries before me I am drowning into earth each time I pursue tomorrow I have tried all formulas that come with age I found only one to be good but is yet to be tried to the end That of loving your God even past your death That of working so hard to earn a good life, I dropped it After realizing that those who summoned me to work so hard, Were the ones living pretty That of trusting left me sick for quite some time Realizing I was breeding cheats through my trust. I met those who burnt my heart with ceaseless apologies Who never cooled down the hardness of their hearts I am dropping this last sip into the depth of my brains Which I have known of it causing harm to others but, Calming down my agony. Is there a heart that pleases out there? Please come and sing for me an opera song I am afraid I will soon be called into madness and, My children will cry even to their graves If I had a garden I would lay down roses and, Ask them to praise me in the day. That I have lost my calendar, I now live like a prisoner waiting for his day. It shall then be proved that I was worth but not accepted I was accepted but not notified. Sing me more of opera songs please It is good to be lost in music than on the streets For you find a word that pleases than the hearts the streets hold A thief takes everything from you Even the joy that lies in your heart, he takes.