16 December 2000
Type : songfic
Spoilers : none
Warnings : death
Keywords : 1+2
Rating : PG
Disclaimer : I don't own anything. I am poor... want a nickle?
Feedback : Onegai? I need feed back!
Note : Changed a couple of lyrics to make it fit. ^_^ 'She' to 'he' and
the likes.
NOTE TO TYR: Center lyrics please!!! ^_^ And don't Italicize anything,
onegai???
[He wears a coat of color]
Violet and chestnut. That's what you see when you look at him. He's bright and colorful, almost as colorful as his personality.
[Loved by some, feared by others]
He's beautiful. It's no wonder they fall in love with him. But why others fear him isn't as easy to see when you look at him. He looks so innocent.
[He's immortalized in young men's eyes]
Either way, they all put him on a pedastal and his name will live long after he is gone from this world.
[Lust he breeds in the eyes of brothers]
You take one look at him, one look, and you're hooked. I guess that's where the term comes from: Hooker. Well, he caught me: hook, line, and sinker.
[Violent sons make bitter mothers]
I'd pity his mother, if she were still alive. He's not quite the tame kind, but I guess that's one reason he's so irresistable.
[Close your eyes, here's your surprise]
He makes you feel wonderful. He's the perfect lover. He's warm and friendly in bed. He lets you choose the way you play and he knows all the ways to make you comecrawling back for more.... time and time again.
[Beautiful is empty]
But you know what? He's empty. I guess you'd have to be... to be what he is. Beautiful.
[Beautiful is free]
He's no one's. He's free. But he has to be. If you cage beauty it only withers.
[Beautiful loves no one]
He doesn't love. He can't love. Not anyone. He's so broken that it's impossible, even if he wanted to.
[Beautiful stripped me]
I loved him. I love him. But he can't love me, I know that. And it stripped me. My heart.
[In your mind he's your companion]
Even now, when I'm no where near him, when he's hundreds of miles away, I still carry him with me. He's still a part of me that I can never rid myself of.... even if I wanted to.
[Vile instincts often candid]
This is how he keeps me coming back. I believed that I could make him love, I still do. Maybe beacuse I love him so much, but I have to try.
[Your regret is all that's left]
Last time I was with him.... last time, he knew.... and that last time is the last time I saw him alive.... after that.... after that I saw him when he was put into the ground. He did love.... and that is my regret....
[He told me where I'm going]
Now, I must answer his last request. I'm going....
[And it's far away from home]
.... some place far, far away....
[I think I'll go there on my own]
.... and I must go there on my own.... no one can help.... this is a private matter.... for his love.... a gift.... for his mother.
END
(:./willow/beautiful)
