You want to know why I hate you?   Well I'll try and explain...      You remember that day in Paris   When we wandered through the rain   And promised to each other   That we'd always think the same   And dreamed that dream   To be two souls as one      And stopped just as the sun set   And waited for the night   Outside a glittering building   Of glittering glass and burning light...      And in the road before us   Stood a weary greyish man   Who held a child upon his back   A small boy 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 shimmers like a star!   The child's eyes uttered nothing   But a mute and utter joy   And filled my heart with shame for us   At the way we are      I turned to look at you   To read my thought upon your face   And gazed so deep into your eyes   So beautiful and strange   Until you spoke   And showed me understanding is a dream   I hate these people staring   Make them go away from me!      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 uttered nothing   But quiet and utter joy   And stilled my heart with sadness   For the way we are...      And this is why I hate you   And how I understand   That no-one ever knows or loves another   Or loves another