ROCHESTER   Love!   Love is like a virus we're infected with   You're so naive   Wouldn't it be wonderful   If life was just as you perceive?   Women are inhuman, worthless   Hard and savage   On the average   Never to be trusted   Completely maladjusted, it's true   And if I'd not loved a few   I might have been as good as you   She was my flame, my gallic sylph   I was her fool's delight   She put me in her spell and turned my    Rage to trust in just one night   With appetites for pleasure   We would search for buried treasure   In the excess of temptation   I thought it my salvation, it's true   And if I had thought things through   I might have been as good as you   She found me handsome   My opera dancer   And like a fool I believed it was true   I held the world inside my hands, a man   Full in his prime   When she left me for another   Pierced my heart a second time   "Nothing lasts forever," she said   "Find the door yourself, dear, won't you?   Think me still your flower   I've treasured every hour, it's true   And if I had loved you, too   I might have been as good as you."   I came upon her some time later   The years had not been very kind   She has this child, Adele   Said she was mine, as well   "Nothing lasts forever, Edward   Take good care and, oh yes   Won't you take our lovely daughter?   For you see, dear, I don't want her   But I'm still your flower   I'll just bloom elsewhere   Tell her my soul is in heaven, with God"   Miss Eyre, I tell you this   Because I want you to know   That I, with some luck   Without shame, without blame   Or the curse of my name   Might have been as good as you