What right have I?
You are not mine
Will you ever be?
I need not try to read your songs,
They don't belong to me
Should not care how you behave
What difference does it make?
Perhaps someday you will grow brave
And from this sleep awake
But when you do, it will not then be cause by what I say
But by one who like other holds you within her sway
Does I claim no place within the life you choose to live
I'll stay the same as I have been
And all your faults, forgive
Perhaps I own the privileged place
For worry I need not
I make him domed
Reprove with grace
And still remain unfroth
With jealousies and patty cares
And all that love demands
So as you please
I'll save my prose
And better use my hands
But why all best
As I have said
It matters not to me.
What right have I?
You are not mine,
Nor will never be.