The Girl with the Glass

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I suffer from a rare bone disease
They call me 'the glass man'
Julien Dufayel

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Monsieur Dufayel, I'm -

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Amélie
Amélie Poulain

Why is it someone so young and full of life
Spends every night alone at her window
(SPOKEN) Unless her friends are all dwarves and I can't see them

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Are you an artist?

Every day I come to a canvas with palette and brush
And I ask myself the same question

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May I?

Paintings, these paintings
And each of them unfinished and the same

Every year I get a bit closer
As I work my way to the center
But in the end it always comes down
To her

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Renoir's The Luncheon of the Boating Party
I've been painting it for twenty years

See her there
Safely hid
In the budding middle class
I can capture each face
Every tender embrace
Except for the girl with the glass

So much life
The game of love
That anyone can play
See they laugh and they try
To catch each other's eye
But the girl with the glass looks away

The girl with the glass

I wonder, what does she see?

The girl with the glass

As if she's looking out at me

The girl with the glass

Just a young girl
Who doesn't belong
To anywhere
Or anyone

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Maybe she's just - different

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In what way?

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I don't know
Maybe when she was little
She didn't get to play with other kids

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Well, isn't it about time she started?

Maybe this whole soirée
Is a party she's thrown
Maybe she's reunited
That dog with its owner
And maybe she whispered
That he's into him
While she sits there and watches it all
From the rim of her glass

I wonder, what does she see?

The girl with the glass

As if she's looking out at me

The girl with the glass

Just a young girl who doesn't belong
To anywhere (anywhere)

Or anyone

(SPOKEN)
Bretodeau



Credits
Writer(s): Daniel R. Messe, Nathan Tysen
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