I’ll be as strong as a mountain,
 Or weak as a willow tree,
 Anyway you want me,
 Well that’s how I will be.

 I’ll be as tame as a baby,
 Or wild as the raging sea,
 Anyway you want me,
 Well that’s how I will be.

 In your hands my heart is clay,
 To take and hold as you may.
 I’m what you make me, you’ve only to take me,
 And in your arms I will stay.

 I’ll be a fool or a wise man,
 My darling you hold the key,
 Yes, anyway you want me,
 Well that’s how I will be,
 I will be.