If beauty is deceptive,
And hides what is inside,
I wish that I were ugly,
So your love would be my pride.
If intelligence is conceited,
And questions all the world,
I wish that I were simple,
So I could be certain you are my girl.
If wealth is proud,
And holds all in contempt,
I wish that I were poor,
So I could prove that you are why I am content.
For you make my face shine,
And my heart skip a beat,
There is nothing like being with you,
Nothing so sweet.