They kiss, they fall in love.
They fall down, they get back up.
Why am I in love with them,
These two men
Together?
He can't express how he feels,
Because of his past in the government
And the constant battle with a refreshment
As well as his brother's lack of response to his appeals.
He feels that he is a fatty,
Because that's what he's been told his whole life.
(That's what he's been told his whole life)
The other one has been loved all his life,
He likes to give
Mostly his support,
But he'll try to chip in.
He's a Detective Inspector,
Sees death almost everyday,
But he always manages
To put a smile on his husband's face.
One needs love,
One needs love.
One is sick,
The other a caretaker.
I wonder if he gets sick of it sometimes,
But then the sick husband is strong.
He rises to the occasion,
And tries to show his love.
I guess the reason I picture them together
Is I want that relationship, too.
That beautiful little ship,
Mystrade, here's to you.
Oooo
Mystrade, here's to you.