on my own
«on my own,
pretending he's beside me.
all alone, i walk with him till 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 him
and although i know that he is blind
still i say, there's a way for us
i love him, but every day i'm learning
all my life, i've only been pretending
without me, his world would go on turning
a world that's full of happiness
that i have never known
[...]
i love him, but only on my own...»
~from les misérables
