SHE LOVED ME
Once upon a time I dreamt a dream
It was a really silly dream
I was like everybody else
Nothing special…
Nothing new…
I used to dream I was loved
Silly child
My heart was crushed beneath her heals
I wanted to be like everybody else
I wanted to be loved
I wanted to love
But we never get what we wish for
We only get what we hate
She used to love me
What a dream it was
She really believed me
She believed all I said to her
She believed me an angel…
But I was nothing
I couldn't be
It was not allowed
Things like me aren't allowed anything
She made me sing
I have a beautiful voice
The only thing beautiful I have
Now I sing again
For the same reasons as ever
I want to forget
I want to forget I am alive
I want to forget I am dead
What we wish for we never get
We only get what we dread
I never got my wish
And I never will…
She used to love me
Before she saw my face
She loved me with all her heart
But she ran away
They always run
I would like to run away
Run away before it finds me
But I can't escape
No one can escape his own face
She loved me till she saw my face
She loved me till her dying day
I never knew she did
We can never escape
That I had to learn the hard way
I made the same mistakes
I did it again
She loved me with all her heart
She loved me with her soul
Till she saw my face
She loved me like my mother…
It's over now, the Music of the Night…
This poem is dedicated to my dear grandfather. He once said I walk through the world with my head in the clouds. Now I do it with purpose. I hope you like it Papa. You need something to smile about in Heaven…
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. The Phantom of the Opera belong to Gaston Leroux.