What's It All About, Alfie?

Sometimes it seems to be about me and then I realize it isn't about me at all. But oh boy while I'm thinking it's about me it makes me so sad. When I realize it isn't about me at all it makes me sadder. I don't know what to do. The dream is gone and I can accept that. The joy is gone. I can't accept that. I think it's over there somewhere with my power having the last laugh. I really can't do this much longer.