On my own

On my own, pretending he´s beside me.

All alone, I walk with him ´till morning.

Without him I feel his arms around me, and when I lose my way I close my eyes

And he has found me.

I love him, but everyday I´m learning: all my life I´ve only been pretending

Without me, his world go on turning

A world that´s full of happiness that I have never know

I love him, I love him, I love him

But only OM MY OWN .

Les Miserables - On my own