The golden boy (2nd early version)

Freddie: This time, let it, let it go forward. Dee, dee, dee, dee, dee, dee, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dahh

The boy had a way with words, he sang
He moved with grace, he entertained
So naturally, no gesture out of place
His road in life was clearly drawn, he didn’t hesitate
He played, they saw, he conquered as the master of
As the master of his fate

The girl had an iron soul, no-one could recognise
Material ambition that her gentleness disguised
She pinned a stat to his, in certain knowledge of his fame
Wanted him for luxury, for limelight and his name

I love you for your silence
I love you for your peace
The still and calm releases
That sweeps into my soul
That slowly takes control

I love you for your passion
I love you for your fire
The violent desire
That strips me in its flame
A love, I dare not name

His rise was irresistible, he grew into the part
His explanation simply that he suffered for his art
no base considerations of some glittering reward
The prize was knowing that (ad-libbed lyrics)

Accepting every honour with a masterly display
Of well rehearsed reluctance to be singled out this way
He started to believe that he was all they’d said and more
While she forgot the reasons that she had wanted him before.