旅行是一種相遇的形式

Eponine:

On my own

And now I'm all alone again
Nowhere to turn, no one to go
to
Without a home, without a friend,
Without a face to say hello
to.
And now the night is near
Now I can make believe he's here.


Sometimes I walk alone at night
When everybody else is
sleeping
I think of him and then I'm happy
With the company I'm
keeping
The city goes to bed
And I can live inside my head.

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 for ever 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 when the night is over
He is gone, the
river's just a river
Without him the world around me changes
The trees are
bare and everywhere
The streets are full of strangers

I love
him
But every day I'm learning
All my life I've only been
pretending
Without me his world will go on turning
A world that's full of
happiness
That I have never known!

I love him
I love him
I love
him
But only on my own.