Songtexte Please, Miss Giry - Andrew Lloyd Webber

Please, Miss Giry!
I want to go back!
I want my mother

The sea is calm, the sea is gray
It washes everything away

Please, you're hurting me, I can't swim!
Oh, don't worry, it's almost over!

Sink into the deep
Blue, and cool, and kind
Then drift off to sleep
Let the past unwind
Leave the hurt behind

Gustave!
Mother!
Let go of the boy now!

Not another step (Let go of him, girl)
Not another word!
Always wondered how to make you watch
Well, watch me now!

I took a little trip to Coney Island
I took a little trip because of you
I did as Mother said, and followed where you lead
And tried to do what little I could do

But, here's the way it works on Coney Island
They make you pay for every little crumb
I gave what they would take
I gave it for your sake!
Now, look at me, and see what I've become

Bathing beauty, on the beach
Bathing beauty in her dressing room
Bathing beauty, in the dark
On their laps, in their arms, in their beds!

Meg, my little Meg!

And who kept singing?
Desperate for your favor?
Who kept dancing?
Hoping you would save her?
Who kept dying?
And this is all you gave her!

No, don't you do that girl, please!

Now that I've got your attention at last
Here's the big finish, and then you can go!

No Meg, don't!

Give me the gun, Meg
Give me the hurt and the pain and the gun, Meg
Give me the blame for not seeing the things that you've done, Meg
Give me the gun, Meg
Give me the chance to see you clear at last (See me clear at last)

You feel ugly, you feel used
You feel broken, you feel bruised
Ah, but me, I can see all the beauty underneath
(Yes!)

You've been robbed of love and pride
Been ignored and cast aside
Even so, I still know, there is beauty underneath
(Yes!)

Diamonds never sparkle bright
If they aren't set just right
Beauty sometimes goes unseen
We can't all be like Christine

Christine?
Christine!
Always Christine!