The Golden Boy

<br>The boy had a way with words, he sang, he moved with grace<br>He entertained so naturally, no gesture out of place<br>His road in life was clearly ddrawn, he didn`t hesistate<br>He played, they saw, he conquered as the master of his fate.<br>The girl had an iron soul no-one could recognise<br>Material ambition that her gentleness disguised<br>She gave herself to him certain of his fame<br>Wanted him for luxury, for limelight and his name.<br>And then he sang to her<br>I love you for your silence<br>I love you for your peace<br>The still and calm releases<br>That sweep into my soul<br>That slowly take control<br>I love you for your passion<br>I love you for your fire<br>The violent desire<br>That burns me in its flame<br>A love I dare not name<br>His rise was irresistable - he grew into the part<br>His explanation simply that he suffered for his art<br>No base considerations of some glittering reward<br>The prize was knowing that his work was noticed and adored<br>I love you for your silence<br>I love you for your peace<br>The still and calm releases<br>That sweep into my soul<br>That slowly take control<br>Yes he told the truth<br>Accepting every honour with a masterly display<br>Of well rehearsed reluctance to be singled out this way<br>He started to believe that he was all they said and more<br>While she forgot - she forgot the reasons she had wanted him before<br>I love you for your passion<br>I love you for your fire<br>The violent desire<br>That burns me in its flame<br>A love I dare not name<br>The still and calm releases<br>That sweep into my soul<br>That slowly take control<br>And when at last they fell apart she wished that she could be<br>The hardened heart of yesterday, as cynical as he.<br>By changing for the better, she had changed things for the worse.<br>The words that made them happy once now echoed ... echoed as a curse.