Write our story, Christian
A beautiful voice echoed in my head
Write our story
About the woman I love, but who is now dead
This story is
There sat a typewriter next to the window waiting for that story
About Beauty
As I gazed at the gray Old Moulin Rouge, my mind full of worry
About Truth
Those many men deceived by their own desires
About Freedom
All that love and lust consumed in fires
But above all things
A tear falls to my cheek as my heart aches to its core
This story is about
I am trapped in a wave of misery as I stare at a close door
Love
Satine, the most beautiful of all, was her name
The Sparkling Diamond
When we kissed, I knew my life would never be the same
Of the Moulin Rouge. . .