The Poor People of Paris (Jean's Song)

I was high and mighty, How I laughed at love And the stars above, Then you came like a gentle flame And helped me to find my way! I was high and mighty And I told my heart Where to stop and start, Now I find that I was blind, I'm learning it day by day! Love can change things, Rearrange things, Oh, what strange things Love can do! I'm not high and mighty But I have what's worth All the gold on earth, I have you and I give my heart Forever and ever to you, you, you!