Burned by true love’s flame
And spurned by love’s embrace
In art, I sought to claim
A woman’s beauty of my heart’s making

So in ivory I carved a maid
And took no rest, night or day
’Til perfection stood before me
I gave her a name

Behold my Galatea
In her shall Beauty breathe

Her skin was white as snow
Though I touched her cheek, there was no glow
No kiss could warm her lip so cold
My sleeping beauty, her ivory eyes closed

What cruel path I chose
The fates had woven their yarns of gold
And only Heaven could set her blood to flow

I love you, Galatea
Will you ever love me?

Venus, Venus, lover divine
Will you bring my statue to life tonight?
Goddess, Goddess, who me your sign
That you can hear my foolish prayer
Three shooting stars light the air

My hope renewed and ardent
I ran to take her in my arms
In blushing skin and beating heart
In woman I saw Nature’s art

And as her eyes parted
As light filled in the darkness
I stood before her, and I offered my heart

Behold your maker, Galatea
I made you to love me
Will you choose me to?

We lived as man and woman
And spurned the world, though I knew we couldn’t
I locked the door and I closed the curtains
I loved you as though worshipping

This cage to hold a bird’s wings
But what sweet music could you sing
Your song, it longed to be free
For what good was beauty when it belonged to me?
Yes, I was always yours, but you were mine no more
You belonged to the world
And one day I flung open the door

I really loved you, Galatea
Did you really
Oh, how could she,
Why did you love me?