Hey, Daddy.
Look at me
See what a beautiful
young lady I’ve become.
Hey, Daddy.
See how special I am.
See how much I’ve grown.
Hey, Daddy.
Don’t you see?
How much I want
To please you.
How much I
Truly care.
Hey, Daddy.
Can’t you see?
How hard I’ve tried.
How much I struggle.
Hey, Daddy.
Don’t you know?
How much
I crave your love.
Don’t you know?
How abandoned
I’ve felt.
Hey, Daddy.
Can’t you sense?
How hesitant
I always have been.
Can’t you sense?
How I pretend
To be someone else
Just so you could
Accept me for me.
Hey, Daddy.
Haven’t you noticed?
How fake I am
Around you.
Can’t you see?
How much
You’ve hurt me.
Hey, Daddy.
Can you tell?
That all I want.
That all I need.
Is to know
That your love is true.
Can you tell?
All I want
All I truly need
Is for all this to be gone.
All this hurt
And all this anger
Never did us any good
Hey Daddy.
Can you see?
How much this means to me
How much
I need to survive
Look at me
See what a beautiful
young lady I’ve become.
Hey, Daddy.
See how special I am.
See how much I’ve grown.
Hey, Daddy.
Don’t you see?
How much I want
To please you.
How much I
Truly care.
Hey, Daddy.
Can’t you see?
How hard I’ve tried.
How much I struggle.
Hey, Daddy.
Don’t you know?
How much
I crave your love.
Don’t you know?
How abandoned
I’ve felt.
Hey, Daddy.
Can’t you sense?
How hesitant
I always have been.
Can’t you sense?
How I pretend
To be someone else
Just so you could
Accept me for me.
Hey, Daddy.
Haven’t you noticed?
How fake I am
Around you.
Can’t you see?
How much
You’ve hurt me.
Hey, Daddy.
Can you tell?
That all I want.
That all I need.
Is to know
That your love is true.
Can you tell?
All I want
All I truly need
Is for all this to be gone.
All this hurt
And all this anger
Never did us any good
Hey Daddy.
Can you see?
How much this means to me
How much
I need to survive
'It was March 1957 and I was taking photographs in Paris.1 afternoon I went up the Bastille and I saw 2 lovers on a balcony.They were standing very near each other.They were talking.I took just 1 photo and they didn't hear me.I called it Lovers at the Bastille.Luckily for me this photo became very popular in France.Soon posters and postcards with my picture of the 2 lovers were everywhere.But I never knew who the 2 young people were.They never contacted me.'
'30 years later I had an exhibition of my photos in Paris.I was talking to some friends when suddenly a man came up to me and said,'I know your 2 lovers.They live near here.I can take you there if you want.'I immediately decided to go and meet them.This was their story.'
'30 years later I had an exhibition of my photos in Paris.I was talking to some friends when suddenly a man came up to me and said,'I know your 2 lovers.They live near here.I can take you there if you want.'I immediately decided to go and meet them.This was their story.'