Ok, guys. I have writers block, this is a serious case and I’ve run out of pills. You can only find them in the magical lands of Imagination, and I’ve only got a measly half-day one-way ticket, and I’d rather not get stuck there because I have run out of money (it was my birthday last week). Hey, that was a good metaphor... was it a metaphor? Oh, shut up, Emma, get on with it.

So, RocMySox suggested this challenge, and I decided to do it to see if it would cure me. However, I guess it’s not really like the actual challenge because I couldn’t think of many songs – I’m not really into music – so it’ll be a few songs that fit, between different people. So not really a musical, more a concert – or something. And I don’t understand lyrics very much, so if I get the meanings wrong, don’t sue me, lol.

Hope you like it. It does include Willow, Bryn and Andrew.

I hate Guy. Just sometimes I turn him into a loving father figure.

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Step one you say we need to talk

He walks you say sit down it's just a talk

“I have to talk to her.”

“I have to talk to him.”

Guy was sitting in his bedchamber. His daughter was sitting in the forest.

He smiles politely back at you

You stare politely right on through

Whenever he talked to her, he smiled. But she just stared at him, never really listening – and if she was listening it was only to betray him.

Some sort of window to your right

As he goes left and you stay right

Always different directions.

Between the lines of fear and blameYou begin to wonder why you came

Fear and blame. She had feared him, a bit. But blame? She’d blamed him for everything. And he’d always wondered how she’d managed to stay so long.

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friendSomewhere along in the bitterness

Bitter. When she’d talked to him, her voice had always been slightly bitter, as though the words were sour and tasted foul.

And I would have stayed up with you all nightHad I known how to save a life

Let him know that you know bestCause after all you do know best

She always had an answer for everything. She’d been very witty.

Try to slip past his defenceWithout granting innocence

Always betraying him to his enemies, but always looking so innocent.

Lay down a list of what is wrongThe things you've told him all along

Every time he did something, like kill an innocent man, she’d be waiting for him when he got home, with a scowl on her face, and he knew that the wedge had been driven even further into the fracture between them.

And pray to God he hears youAnd pray to God he hears youWhere did I go wrong, I lost a friendSomewhere along in the bitternessAnd I would have stayed up with you all nightHad I known how to save a lifeAs he begins to raise his voiceYou lower yours and grant him one last choice

Whenever he started to shout at her and they’d reached a full-blown argument, she’d started to soften a little and allow him another chance. Then, of course, he’d blown it again.

Drive until you lose the roadOr break with the ones you've followed

Sometimes she’d wanted to run and run so far away that he’d never find her.

He will do one of two thingsHe will admit to everythingOr he'll say he's just not the sameAnd you'll begin to wonder why you came

He never admitted anything. She always wondered why she was even there.

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friendSomewhere along in the bitternessAnd I would have stayed up with you all nightHad I known how to save a lifeWhere did I go wrong, I lost a friendSomewhere along in the bitternessAnd I would have stayed up with you all nightHad I known how to save a lifeHow to save a lifeHow to save a lifeWhere did I go wrong, I lost a friendSomewhere along in the bitternessAnd I would have stayed up with you all nightHad I known how to save a lifeWhere did I go wrong, I lost a friendSomewhere along in the bitternessAnd I would have stayed up with you all nightHad I known how to save a lifeHow to save a life

Not just a friend. His only family.

Too late.

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I’m not too happy with it, but hopefully it’s ok... it doesn’t really fit with the challenge but I hope you don’t mind mate...