What a fool I have been to wonder

If he might have a care for me

How insane the thought that you

Could be to him dear in any way

That a more absurd young girl has lived

I doubt that you could say

You a favorite of Mr. Rochester

Gifted with the power

Your logic's fading by the hour

And to no avail jane

Poor blind puppy

Had to go on dreaming

Had to try to give your life some meaning

Still you fail jane

How dare you think that there's a place

In his heart for you

I'm painting my portrait

An absolute likeness

Faithful to illustrate

Every fine line

I'm mastering detail

Highlighting defects

Making a permanent mirror to see

All of the faults that lie hidden in me

I'm painting my portrait

It's plain and uneven

Reminding me of what I am

What I must be

I'm leaving out nothing

No matter how painful

All of my flaws on display to be seen

Now my painting is done

I'll start another

This one of her

And when I close my eyes

I clearly see her face

Capture her grace and poise

Fight back the tears and I'm

Painting her portrait

An absolute likeness

The loveliest face

The most delicate skin

A tribute to beauty

The perfect miss ingram

Omit neither diamond ring

Nor golden rose

Make her a lady of rank

Glistening satin

Oh how she glows

Mix in your finest tints

Paint her dramatically

With all your sweetest hues

Sit here fanatically

Painting our portraits

This one will live

All of her life as a governess

Just a lonely governess

This one will always be happy

And marry a man

Who will carry her away

And should you fancy

That he really loves you

Just compare the pictures

Two completely different mixtures

You should be ashamed jane

Why would he settle for a slave

Why would he settle for a slave

When he could have a queen

Jane it's foreseen jane

Don't even dare any more

To compare

Say a prayer

For your sorry soul

Jane