Tekster: Suzanne Vega. Sessions At West 54th. World Before Columbus.

If your love were taken from me
Every color would be black and white
It would be as flat as the world before Columbus
That's the day that I lose half my sight

If your life were taken from me
All the trees would freeze in this cold ground
It would be as cruel as the world before Columbus
Sail to the edge and I'd be there, looking down

Those men who lust for land and for riches strange and new
Who love those trinkets of desire, oh, they never will have you
And they'll never know the gold or the copper in your hair
How could they weigh the worth of you, so rare?

If your love were taken from me
Every light that's bright would soon go dim
It would be as dark as the world before Columbus
Down the waterfall and I'd swim, over the brim

Those men who lust for land and for riches strange and new
Love those trinkets of desire, oh, they never will have you
And they'll never know the gold or the copper in your hair
How could they weigh the worth of you, so rare?