Maria: Perhaps I had a wicked childhood Perhaps I had a miserable youth But somwhere in my wicked, miserable past There must have been a moment of truth
For here you are, standing there, loving me Whether or not you should So somewhere in my youth or childhood I must have done something good
Nothing comes from nothing Nothing ever could So somewhere in my youth or childhood I must have done something good
Captain: For here you are, standing there, loving me Whether or not you should