I fear that I will always be a lonely number like root three A three is all that's good and right Why must my three keep out of sight beneatha vicious square-root sign? I wish instead I were a nine For nine could thwart this evil trick With just some quick arithmetic I know I'll never see the sun As one point seven three two one Such is my reality A sad irrationality When,hark, just what is this I see? Another square root of a three Has quietly come waltzing by Together now we multiply To form a number weprefer Rejoicing as an integer We break free from our mortal bonds And with a wave of magic wands Our square-root signs become unglued And love for me has been renewed I can't promise you the kind of lifestyle that fairy tale like And I can't promise you that I'm gonna matureovernight But what I canpromise you is that I will always love you And I will never try and make you into something that you can not