Made of Stone

Quasimodo, you must try to free yourself!
The girl needs your help!
Quiet! Go away.
You're the only one who can save her now.
You know what happens when I try to help! I only make things worse.
You don't believe that!
How do you know what I believe?
What do you know of me?
What do you know of all the things I feel?
You're only made of stone.
Who is it that you see, instead of seeing what I am for real?
This twisted flesh and bone!
Quasimodo, it wasn't your fault!
You're a liar!
With every new excuse you try out, you only make me want to cry out.
Would that I were made of stone like you!
You don't mean that!
Just take some time to --
You give such good advice!
So why has not one single word you've said been any help at all?
Quasimodo!
And you who sound so nice,
the more your dreams and fancies fill my head,
the farther that I fall!
Shut my brain down!
If I was senseless, I'd prefer it!
Another gargoyle on this turret,
Spitting rain down to the stones below!
I've wasted my faith believing in saints of plaster,
But the only one worth believing in was my master!
He's the one who never lied.
He told me it was cruel outside,
He told me how I had to hide;
His words were cold as stone, but they were true.
Not like you.
Take all the dreams you've sown,
Take all your lies and leave me alone!
All right, Quasimodo, we'll leave you alone.
All right, Quasimodo, we'll trouble you no longer.
You're right, Quasimodo, we're only made of stone.
We just thought that you were made of something stronger.
And now I'm on my own,
Never again to wonder what's out there.
Let it remain unknown!
And my one human eye
Will ever more be dry
Until the day I die,
As if I
Were made of stone!