How Beautiful You Are

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 us 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