Until the Real Thing Comes Along

I'd work for you
I'd slave for you
I'd be a beggar or a knave for you
If that isn't love
It will have to do
Until the real thing comes along

I'd gladly move
The earth for you
To prove my love, dear, and its worth for you
If that isn't love
It will have to do
Until the real thing comes along

With all the words, dear, at my command
I just can't make you understand
I'll always love you, darling, come what may
My heart is yours, what more can I say?

I'd sigh for you
And cry for you
I'd tear the stars down from the sky for you
If that isn't love
It will have to do
Until the real thing comes along