(B Walker, J Fincher, D Child)

Wining, dining you all night long in a fancy French restaurant
Candy, roses, diamonds and limousines
I give ya anything that you want
You say that gold can't buy your love,
No, it would never do
Now all my riches turn to dust without you

If your love was for sale, I would buy it up, buy it up
If your heart was a wishing well, I would fill it up, fill it up
If your touch was a prisoner, baby I would put up the bail
I'd pay any price if your love was for sale

I'll take you places far away, from Paris to the Taj Mahal
I'd have you painted in a thousand poses,
But you don't seem to care at all

You say that money is just a cheap disguise to hide what's really true
Well I'm just a beggar in your eyes, I'm beggin' you

If your love was for sale, I would buy it up, buy it up
If your heart was a wishing well, I would fill it up, fill it up
If your touch was a prisoner, baby I would put up the bail
I'd pay any price if your love was for sale

You say that gold can't buy your love,
No it would never do
Now all my riches turn to dust without you