70 Favorite Songs: 39. 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
But now the night is near
And 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 ’til 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 forever 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 lonely
All my life I’ve only been pretending
Without me, his world will go on turning
The world is full of happiness that I have never known

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

Composers: Claude-Michel Schonberg and Alain Boublil
First Released: 1980
Album: Les Miserables (musical)
Genre: Broadway
First Heard In: My grandfather’s Les Miserables CD (original London cast recording)
Performer in YouTube [above]: Lea Salonga
Performer in MP3 [see my multiply]: Lea Salonga
Why I Love It: I just love the character Eponine. I could really sympathize with her. And I always found Cosette and Marius extremely annoying. Katie Holmes almost ruined this song for me with her horrible rendition in “Dawson’s Creek” but I had such a girl crush on Joey Potter that I eventually forgave her.
Also Listen To: “Les Miserables.” It’s my second favorite Broadway musical after “The Phantom of the Opera”

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Wicked Girls Saving Ourselves
by Seanan McGuire
(2008)

Wendy played fair, and she played by the rules that they gave her;
They say she grew up and grew old -- Peter Pan couldn't save her.
They say she went home, and she never looked back,
Got her feet on the ground, got her life on its track.
She's the patron saint priestess of all the lost girls who got found.
And she once had her head in the clouds, but she died on the ground.

Dorothy just wanted something that she could believe in,
A gray dustbowl girl in a life she was better off leavin'.
She made her escape, went from gray into green,
And she could have got clear, and she could have got clean,
But she chose to be good and go back to the gray Kansas sky
Where color's a fable and freedom's a fairy tale lie.

Dorothy, Alice and Wendy and Jane,
Susan and Lucy, we're calling your names,
All the Lost Girls who came out of the rain
And chose to go back on the shelf.
Tinker Bell says, and I find I agree
You have to break rules if you want to break free.
So do as you like -- we're determined to be
Wicked girls saving ourselves.

Alice got lost, and I guess that we really can't blame her;
They say she got tangled and tied in the lies that became her.
They say she went mad, and she never complained,
For there's peace of a kind in a life unconstrained.
She gives Cheshire kisses, she's easy with white rabbit smiles,
And she'll never be free, but she's won herself safe for a while.

Susan and Lucy were queens, and they ruled well and proudly.
They honored their land and their lord, rang the bells long and loudly.
They never once asked to return to their lives
To be children and chattel and mothers and wives,
But the land cast them out in a lesson that only one learned;
And one queen said 'I am not a toy', and she never returned.

Mandy's a pirate, and Mia weaves silk shrouds for faeries,
And Deborah will pour you red wine pressed from sweet poisoned berries.
Kate poses riddles and Mary plays tricks,
While Kaia builds towers from brambles and sticks,
And the rules that we live by are simple and clear:
Be wicked and lovely and don't live in fear --

For we will be wicked and we will be fair
And they'll call us such names, and we really won't care,
So go, tell your Wendys, your Susans, your Janes,
There's a place they can go if they're tired of chains,
And our roads may be golden, or broken, or lost,
But we'll walk on them willingly, knowing the cost --
We won't take our place on the shelves.
It's better to fly and it's better to die
Say the wicked girls saving ourselves.

5 Responses to “70 Favorite Songs: 39. On My Own”

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1 tish
27 November 2007 at 8:36 pm

aw….. my favorite song of all time.

you forgot to put in the first heard in… my grandfather’s Les Miserables CD which we got and made ours so that he had to buy a new one for himself. hehehe.

2 paperbag
30 November 2007 at 2:19 pm

this song just makes me cry..

3 kizay
30 November 2007 at 7:59 pm

haha. onga. nung kinanta no katie holmes, ewan ko na lang…

4 bittergrace
30 November 2007 at 8:53 pm

tish: haha, oo nga.
paperbag: it used to make me cry when I was a kid. Not so much now, but I still love it.
kz: …and then the song became so over-popular that I almost hated it for a while. haaay, buti na lang may lea salonga…

FUN FACT that I forgot to write: I remember thinking that the guy she was singing to was literally blind. in my defense, I was really young. but yeah, I have my stupid moments, too.

5 kizay
1 December 2007 at 4:19 pm

TRUE. Buti na lang may Lea Salonga. HAHA.

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