Epiphany (Benedick's Song)

Isn't it strange You and I alone in this place Like a sepulchral temple to love But all of the fickle lovers With their dying orange trees Couldn't tear me away Isn't it strange Lying tongues and gentle names And promises from day to night Sigh no more This the way of the world From age to dusty age But all of the fickle lovers With their dying orange trees Couldn't tear me away I do love nothing in the world So well as you Serve God, love me, and mend I do love nothing in the world So well as you I swear I could face the whole world If only you were by my side Isn't it strange You and I alone in this place Like a warning to the pains of love Bid me stay Though we've run the course of our play But still I'd swear something's changed But all of the fickle lovers With their dying orange trees Couldn't tear me away