Michael Macdonald / Claude-Michel Schönberg / Alain Boublil |
On My Own |
On my own, pretending he's beside me. All alone I walk with him 'til morning. Without him I feel his arms around me and when I lose my way I close my eyes and he has found me. In the rain, the pavement shines like silver. All the lights are misty in the river. In the darkness the trees are full of starlight. And all I see is him and me forever and forever. And I know it's only in my mind that I'm talking to myself and not to you. And although I know that he is blind still I say there's a way for us. I love him, but when the night is over, he is gone, the river's just a river. Without him the world around me changes. The trees are bear and ev'rywhere the streets are full of strangers. I love him but ev'ry day I'm learning all my life I've only been pretending. Without me his world will go on turning. The world is full of happiness that I have never known. I love him, I love him, I love him, but only on my own. |
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