Emma Watson

Can you imagine? Me, the wife of that boorish, brainless Madame Gaston, can't you just see it? Madame Gaston, his little wife, ugh No, sir, not me, I guarantee it I want much more than this provincial life I want adventure in the great wide somewhere I want it more than I can tell And for once it might be grand To have someone understand I want so much more than they've got planned

There's something sweet and almost kind But he was mean and he was coarse and unrefined And now he's dear and so unsure I wonder why I didn't see it there before She glanced this way, I thought I saw And when we touched, she didn't shudder at my paw No, it can't be, I'll just ignore But then she's never looked at me that way before New and a bit alarming Who'd have ever thought that this could be? True, that he's no Prince Charming But there's something in him that I simply didn't see Well, who'd have thought? Well, bless my soul Well, who'd have known? Well, who indeed? And who'd have guessed they'd come together on their own? It's so peculiar, wait and see We'll wait and see a few days more There may be something there that wasn't there before And here's a thought Perhaps there's something there that wasn't there before What, mama? There may be something there that wasn't there before What is it? What's there? I'll tell you when you're older Okay, I'm older Chip! Oh, you are a...

This is the Paris of my childhood These were the borders of my life In this crumbling, dusty attic Where an artist loved his wife Easy to remember Harder to move on Knowing the Paris of my childhood is gone

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