When snow begins to melt, Our hearts are melting too...
No one would listen

No one but her

Heard as the outcast hears.



Shamed into solitude

Shunned by the multitude

I learned to listen

In my dark, my heart heard music.



I longed to teach the world

Rise up and reach the world

No one would listen

I alone could hear the music



Then at last, a voice in the gloom

Seemed to cry "I hear you;

I hear your fears,

Your torment and your tears."



She saw my loneliness

Shared in my emptiness

No one would listen

No one but her

Heard as the outcast hears



No one would listen

No one but her

Heard as the outcast hears...





красивая, но грустная песня...


@музыка: The Phantom of the Opera - No one would listen