| Please, Miss Giry
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| I want to go back
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| I want my mother
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| The world is hard
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| The world is mean
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| It’s hard to keep
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| Your conscience clean
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| Please, you’re hurting me The sea is calm
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| The sea is gray
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| It washes
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| Everything away
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| I can’t swim
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| Don’t worry, it’s almost over
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| Sink into the deep
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| Blue and cool and kind
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| Then drift off to sleep
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| Let the past unwind
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| Leave the hurt behind
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| Gustave
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| Mother
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| No, I’m not done yet
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| Let go of the boy now
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| Not another step
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| Let go of him, girl, or I promise you
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| Not another word
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| Always wondered
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| How to make you watch
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| Well, watch me now
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| I took a little trip to Coney Island
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| I took a little trip because of you
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| I did as Mother said and followed where you led
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| And tried to do what little I could do Well, here’s the way it works on Coney Island
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| They make you pay for every little crumb
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| I gave what they would take, I gave it for your sake
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| Now look at me and see what I’ve become
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| Bathing beauty on the beach
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| Bathing beauty in her dressing room
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| Bathing beauty in the dark
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| On their laps, in their arms, in their beds
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| Meg, my little Meg
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| What are you saying?
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| Who helped you raise the money?
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| Who helped the permits come through?
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| Who greased the wheels of your high flying deals
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| Bought you time when the bills came due?
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| Who swayed the local bosses
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| Curried favor with the press?
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| No, not her
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| And who kept singing, desperate for your favor
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| Who kept dancing, hoping you would save her
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| Who kept dying and this is what you gave her
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| Now that I’ve got your attention at last
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| Here’s the big finish and then you can go Give me the gun, Meg
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| Give me the hurt and the pain and the gun, Meg
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| Give me the blame for not seeing the things
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| That you’ve done, Meg
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| Give me the gun, Meg
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| Give me the chance to see you clear at last
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| See me clear at last
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| You feel ugly, you feel used
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| You feel broken, you feel bruised
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| Ah, but me, I can see all the beauty underneath
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| Yes
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| You’ve been robbed of love and pride
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| Been ignored and pushed aside
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| Even so, I still know there is beauty underneath
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| Yes
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| Diamonds never sparkle right
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| If they aren’t set just right
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| Beauty sometimes goes unseen
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| We can’t all be like Christine
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| Christine, Christine
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| Always Christine
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| No, I didn’t mean to Mother, there, say something
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| Say anything
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| Giry, go get help, now
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| Where’s Papa?
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| He should be here
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| Where’s Papa?
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| Your father, your real father
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| Look with your heart and not with your eyes
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| The heart understands, the heart never lies
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| Believe what it feels and trust what it shows
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| Look with your heart, the heart always knows
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| Love is not always beautiful
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| Not at the start
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| So open your arms
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| And close your eyes tight
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| Look with your heart
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| And when you find love
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| No Once upon another time, our story had only begun
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| I had a taste of joy, the most I ever knew
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| Now there isn’t any time and somehow our story is done
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| And what about the boy, what am I to do?
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| Just love, just live
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| And give what we can give
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| And take the love that you deserve
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| Just love, just live
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| And give all that I have
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| And take what little I deserve
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| Come closer, I beg you
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| Closer still
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| Remember love never dies
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| Kiss me one last time |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song "Please Miss Giry, I Want To Go Back..." , by - Andrew Lloyd Webber. Song from the album Love Never Dies, in the genre Саундтреки