Before the World Was Made

If I make the lashes dark, and the eyes more bright

And the lips more scarlet, or ask if I be right

From mirror after mirror, no vanity is displayed

I'm looking for the face I had before the world was made

I'm looking for the face I had before the world was made

I'm looking for the face I had before the world was made

What if I look upon a man as though one might be loved

And my blood become the wild, and my heart unloosed?

Why should he think me cruel, or that he's betrayed?

I had another thing that was before the world was made

I had another thing that was before the world was made

I had another thing that was before the world was made

I'm looking for the face I had before the world was made