you want to know why I hate you

well i'll try and explain

remember that day in paris when we wandered through the rain

and promised to each other

that we'll always think the same

and dreamed that dream to be two souls as one



and stopped just by the sunset

waiting for the night

aside a gliterring building

of glittering glass and burning light



and in the road before us

stood a very grayish man

he held a child upon his back

a small one by the hand

the three of them were dressed in rags

and thinner than air

and all six eyes stared fixedly on you



the father's eyes said "beautiful! how beautiful you are!"

the boy's eyes said "how beautiful! she glitters like a star!"

the child's eyes said nothing but a silent utter joy

and made me feel ashame for as at the way we are



i turned to look at you to read your thoughts upon your face

and gazed so deeply into your eyes

so beautiful and strange

till you spoke and showed me understanding is a dream

"i hate this people staring make them go away from here"



the father's eyes said "beautiful! how beautiful you are!"

the boy's eyes said "how beautiful! she glitters like a star!"

the child's eyes said nothing but a mute and utter joy

and filled my heart with sadness for the way we are



and this is why i hate you

and now i understand that no-eve ever knows or loves another

or loves another