IF I were God,
I'd give you a constant crimson sun.
If had the wealth of an arab sheik,
I'd give you the crescent moon,
And all the stars in the heavens,
Just for you to play upon.
IF I were your one true love,
I'd give you some goose-down pillows
To lay all your worldly troubles on.
But all I have on earth to give you
Is one small and very tender heart
To meet you and to greet you
And not be trampled upon.
IF you were God,
I'd surely ask for all the birds in the sky
To sing to me your one exclusive song.
IF you were as rich as an arab sheik,
I'd ask for all the seven seas,
Just for us to sail upon.
IF you were my one true love,
I'd ask for two white matching turtledoves.
But of all the things that you could give,
I'd ask for nothing more than my hand in yours
To walk us through God's own Eternity.
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