If
If I were old and grey, would you be with me today?
Yet, if I were ugly and mean, to you how would I seem?
How about if I were rich, would you take me for everything like some nasty person from a ditch or disturbing bastard without father or mother?
Or, if I were ill and near death, would you take away my last breath?
Let's say I were poor, I'd hope you would tell me to get out the door?
If I were sterile, would you be in peril?
And, if I were to murder, how much weight would that be on your shoulder?
How about if I were to sing you a song with such sweat splendour, would you scream out: "Encore?" "Encore?" "Encore?"
If I know you as well as I do, you will always love me despite my taboos.
And, when I die or should I say, if I go to the heavens in the sky, your wrath toward me, I shall plead with a cry.
I shall request that we remain together for ever and ever.
No matter...
No worst...
No better...