Once you asked me what was
The highest compliment you could pay me
What are the secret words
That would grant you my heart and also set it free

You asked if I wanted to hear that
I'm the woman of your dreams, the love of your life
Or hear that I'm the most beautiful woman you've seen
But I have to say no, and here's what I mean

I don't want to be the woman of your dreams
Because when you awake she isn't there
I want to be the woman who is there with you
In sickness and health, in happiness and despair

I don't want to be the love of your life
I want our love to surpass our death
To have it continue until the end of time
I want this to last beyond my last breath

I don't want to be the most beautiful woman you've seen
Because all of those things eventually fade
I want to hear that I have a beautiful heart
Because that beauty will survive the decades