If I make the lashes dark and the eyes more bright
And the lips more scarlet or ask if all be right
From mirror after mirror, no vanity's displayed
I'm looking for the face I had before the world was made
Yes, I'm looking for the face I had before the world was made

What if I look upon a man as though on my beloved?
And my blood be cold the while and my heart unmoved?
Why should he think me cruel or that he is betrayed?
I'd have him love the thing that was before the world was made
Oh, I'd have him love the thing that was before the world was made
Yes, I'd have him love the thing that was before the world was made