Lyrics "Please Miss Giry, I Want To Go Back..." - Andrew Lloyd Webber

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

The world is hard, the world is mean
It's hard to keep you conscience clean

Please, you're hurting me!

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

I can't swim!
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!
No, I'm not done yet!

Let go of the boy now!
Not another step
Let go of him, girl, or I promise you, I-
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

Well, 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
(Meg!)
In their beds!
Meg, my little Meg...
What are you saying?

Who helped you raise the money?
Who helped the permits come through?
Who greased the wheels of your high-flying deals?
Bought you time when the bills came due?

Who swayed the local bosses?
Curried favor with the press?
No, not her

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

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

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 pushed 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!

No, I didn't mean to!
Mother dear, say something, say anything!
Giry, go get help!
Go!
Where's Papa, he should be here!
Where's Papa?

Your father
Your real father

Look with your heart
And not with your eyes
The heart understands
The heart never lies
Believe what it feels
And trust what it shows
Look with your heart
The heart always knows
Love is not always beautiful
Not at the start

So open your arms...
And close your eyes tight
Look with your heart
And when you find love
No!

Once upon another time
Our story had only begun
I had a taste of joy
The most I ever knew
Now there isn't any time
And somehow our story is done
And what about the boy?
What am I to do?

Just love
Just live
And give what you can give
And take the love that you deserve

Just love
Just live
And give
All that I have!
And take what little I deserve

Come closer, I beg you
Closer still
Remember, love never dies
Kiss me one last time