What is it that makes him blind?
Why can't he just see
Someone's ready and waiting to love him?
That someone - namely me!
To him, well, I'm just 'Ponine
A true and loyal friend
'Ponine who knows her way about here
Teasing him playfully
I'd be his in a second
If he'd say the word
But it's Cosette who fills up his heart
It never can be me.
Marius has no idea
The way he makes me feel
Perhaps he will when it's too late
Or maybe not at all
Cosette, she makes him happy
He deserves to be
Happier than I could make him
After all, I'm just 'Ponine.