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Some Enchanted Evening

length: 3:55
producer: David Foster
conductor: Eddie Karam
vocal: Barbra Streisand
arranger: Johnny Mandel and David Foster
orchestrator: Johnny Mandel
lyricist: Oscar Hammerstein II
composer: Richard Rodgers

Some enchanted evening, you may see a stranger,
You may see a stranger across a crowded room,
And somehow you know, you know even then,
That somehow you'll see here again and again.

Some enchanted evening, someone may be laughing,
You may hear her laughing across a crowded room,
And night after night, as strange as it seems,
The sound of her laughter will sing in your dreams.

Who can explain it, who can tell you why?
Fools give you reasons, wise men never try.

Some enchanted evening, when you find your true love,
When you hear her call you across a crowded room,
Then fly to her side and make her your own,
Or all through your life you may dream all alone.

Once you have found her, never let her go,
Once you have found her, never let her go.

Everybody Says Don’t

length: 2:37
producer: David Foster and Barbra Streisand
conductor: William Ross
vocal: Barbra Streisand
arranger: Barbra Streisand and William Ross
composer: Stephen Sondheim
lyricist: Stephen Sondheim
Everybody says don't
Everybody says don't
Everybody says don't it isn't right
Don't is isn't nice
Everybody says don't
Everybody says don't
Everybody says don't walk on the grass
Don't disturb the peace
Don't skate on the ice
Well I say do, I say,
Walk on the grass it was meant to feel
I say sail till to the windmill
And if you fail you fail!
Everybody says don't
Everybody says don't
Everybody says don't get out of line
When they say that then lady that's a sign
No times out of ten
Lady you are doing just fine.
Make just a ripple come on be brave
This time a ripple next time a wave
Sometimes you have to start small,
Climbing the tiniest wall
Maybe you're going to fall
But it is better than not starting at all.
Everybody says no stop
Musn't rock the boat musn't touch a thing
Everybody says don't
Everybody says wait
Everybody says can't fight city-hall
Can't upset the court
Can't laugh at the king!
Well I say try,
I say,
Laugh at the king or he'll make you cry
Loose your poise
Fall if you have to but lady make a noise...
Yes!
Everybody says don't
Everybody says can't
Everybody says wait around for miracles
That's the way the world is made
I insist on miracles if you do them,
Miracles might come true,
Then I say don't...
Don't be afraid!

The Music of the Night

length: 5:38
producer: David Foster
conductor: Andrew Pryce Jackman
vocal: Barbra Streisand and Michael Crawford
orchestra: London Symphony Orchestra
recording engineer: John Timperley
arranger: Andrew Pryce Jackman
co-producer: Barbra Streisand
associate producer: Don Reedman and Jeff Jarratt
lyricist: Richard Stilgoe, Charles Hart
composer: Andrew Lloyd Webber
Night-time sharpens,
Heightens each sensation
Darkness stirs and wakes imagination.
Silently the senses abandon their defenses
Helpless to resist the notes I write
For I composed the music of the night!

Barbra
Slowly, gently
Night unfurls it's splendor.
Grasp it, sense it tremulous and tender.

Both
Hearing is believing, music is deceiving,
Hard as lightning, soft as candle light,

Michael
There you trust the music of the night

Barbra
Close your eyes,
For your eyes will only tell the truth,

Both
And the truth isn't what you want to see.
In the dark it is easy to pretend
That the truth is what it ought to be

Michael
Softly,

Barbra
Deafening,

Both
Music shall caress you.

Barbra
Hear it,

Michael
Feel it,

Both
Secretly posses you
Open up your mind, let your fantasies unwind,
In this darkness which you know you cannot fight,
The darkness of the music of the night...

Close your eyes start a journey through a strange new world
Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before!
Close your eyes and let music set you free!

Only then can you belong to me

Floating (floating), falling (falling)
Sweet intoxication!
Touch me (touch me), trust me (trust me)
Savor each sensation!

Let the dream begin,
Let your darker side give in
To the power of the music that I write,
The power of the music of the night!

Barbra
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Aaaaaaaaaah, oooh

Michael
You alone can make my song take flight,
Help me make the music of the night

Barbra
Help me make the music of the night

Speak Low

length: 4:11
producer: David Foster
conductor: Eddie Karam
vocal: Barbra Streisand
arranger: David Foster and Johnny Mandel
co-producer: Barbra Streisand
orchestrator: Johnny Mandel
composer: Kurt Weill
lyricist: Ogden Nash
Speak low when you speak love
Our summer day withers away too soon, too soon
Speak low when you speak love
Our moment is swift, like ships adrift, we're swept apart, too soon
Speak low, darling, speak low
Love is a spark, lost in the dark too soon, too soon.

I feel wherever i go
That tomorrow is near,
Tomorrow is here and always too soon,
Time is so old and love so brief
Love is pure gold and time a thief.

We're late, darling, we're late,
The curtain descends, everything ends too soon, too soon.

I wait, darling, i wait,
Will you speak low to me, speak love to me and soon...

I wait, darling, i wait,
Will you speak low to me,
Slow to me, oh please,
Just don't say no to me
Let it flow to me, slow to me
Soon...soon...soon...
Ooo...soon...darling, speak low to me
Darling, speak slow to me...
Oh, oh, oh!

As If We Never Said Goodbye

length: 4:46
producer: Andrew Lloyd Webber, Nigel Wright and Barbra Streisand
conductor: David Caddick
vocal: Barbra Streisand
orchestrator: John Cameron, Andrew Lloyd Webber and David Cullen
lyricist: Don Black, Christopher Hampton, Amy Powers
composer: Andrew Lloyd Webber
Don't know why I'm frightened
I know my way around here
The cardboard trees, the painted scenes, the sound here.
Yes a world to rediscover,
But I'm not in any hurry
And I need a moment.

The whispered conversations in overcrowded hallways,
The atmosphere as thrilling here as always
Feel the early morning madness
Feel the magic in the making
Why everything's as if we never said goodbye.

I've spent so many mornings
Just trying to resist you
I'm trembling now
You can't know how I've missed you,
Missed the fairy-tail adventures
In this ever-spinning playground
We were young together.

I'm coming out of make-up
The lights already burning,
Not long until the camera's will start turning
And the early morning madness
And the magic in the making...
Yes, everything is as if we never said goodbye.

I don't want to be alone that's all in the past,
This world's waited long enough,
I've come home at last!

And this time will be bigger,
And brighter than we knew it.
So watch me fly, we all know I can do it...
Could I stop my hand from shaking?
Has there ever been a moment with so much to live for?

The whispered conversations in overcrowded hallways,
So much to say not just today but always.
We'll have early morning madness.
We'll have magic in the making.
Yes, everything is as if we never said goodbye...
Oh, please don't ever ever make me say goodbye!!!

Children Will Listen

length: 4:10
producer: Barbra Streisand
conductor: Jonathan Tunick
vocal: Barbra Streisand
recording engineer: Humberto Gatica
arranger: Jonathan Tunick
composer: Stephen Sondheim
lyricist: Stephen Sondheim
How do you say to your child in the night
Nothing is all black but then nothing is all white?
How do you say it will all be alright
When you know that it mightn't be true?
What do you do?

Careful the things you say,
Children will listen.
Careful the things you do,
Children will see.
And learn.
Children may not obey,
But children will listen.
Children will look to you
For which way to turn,
To learn what to be.
Careful before you say,
"listen to me."
Children will listen.

Careful the wish you make,
Wishes are children.
Careful the path they take,
Wishes come true,
Not free.
Careful the spell you cast,
Not just on children.
Sometimes the spell may last
Past what you can see
And turn against you...

Careful the tale you tell.
That is the spell.
Children will listen...

How can you say to a child who's in flight,
Don't slip away and i won't hold so tight?
What can you say that no matter how slight won't be misunderstood?
What do you leave to your child when you're dead
Only what ever you put in its head
Things that your mother and father had said
Which were left to them too.
Careful what you say, children will listen
Careful you do it too, children will see and learn.
Oh!

Guide them but step away,
Children will glisten.
Temper with what is true
And children will turn,
If just to be free.
Careful before you say,
"listen to me."
Children will listen...
Children will listen!
Children, children will listen

I Have a Love / One Hand, One Heart

length: 4:46
producer: David Foster
conductor: William Ross
vocal: Barbra Streisand and Johnny Mathis
recording engineer: Al Schmitt and David Reitzas
arranger: Billy Byers and David Foster
orchestrator: Billy Byers and William Ross
composer: Leonard Bernstein, Leonard Bernstein
lyricist: Stephen Sondheim, Stephen Sondheim
Johnny Mathis
I have a love and it's all that I have
Right or wrong, what else can I do?

Barbra
I love him; I'm his,
And ev'rything he is
I am too...

Johnny Mathis
I am too...

Barbra
I have a love and it's all that I need.
Right or wrong, and he needs me too.

Johnny Mathis
I love her, we're one,

Barbra
I love him,

Johnny Mathis
There's nothing to be done.

Barbra
Nothing to be done.

Johnny Mathis
Not a thing I can do,

Barbra
But hold him,

Johnny Mathis
But hold her,

Johnny Mathis
Hold her forever,

Both
Be with her now--

Johnny Mathis
Tomorrow
And all of my life...

Barbra
I have a love and it's all that I need...

Make of our hands one hand,
Make of our hearts one heart,
Make of our vows one last vow,
Only death will part...
Us now.

Johnny Mathis
Make of our lives one life,

Both
Day after day one life.
Now it begins, now we start
One hand, one heart;
Even death won't part...

Barbra
Us now...

Johnny Mathis
Make of our lives one life,

Both
Day after day one life.

Johnny Mathis
Now it begins,

Barbra
Now it begins,

Johnny Mathis
Now we start

Barbra
Now we start

Johnny Mathis
One hand,

Barbra
One hand,

Johnny Mathis
One heart;

Barbra
One heart;

Both
Even death won't part us now.

When love comes so strong,
There is no right or wrong,
Your love is,
Your love is,
Your love is,
Your life!

I’ve Never Been in Love Before

length: 3:54
producer: David Foster and Barbra Streisand
conductor: Jeremy Lubbock
vocal: Barbra Streisand
recording engineer: Shawn Murphy
arranger: Jeremy Lubbock
additional recording engineer: David Reitzas
composer: Frank Loesser
lyricist: Frank Loesser
I've never been in love before.
Now all at once it's you,
It's you forever more.

I've never been in love before
I thought my heart was safe,
I thought I knew the score.

But this is wine,
That's all too strange and strong,
I'm full of foolish song
And out my song must pour.

So please forgive this helpless haze I'm in,
I've really never been in love before!

So this is wine,
That's all too strange and strong,
I'm full of foolish song
And out my song must pour.

So please forgive this helpless haze I'm in,
I've never really been in love before...

Luck Be a Lady

length: 3:33
producer: David Foster
conductor: Jeremy Lubbock
vocal: Barbra Streisand
recording engineer: David Reitzas and Humberto Gatica
arranger: Jeremy Lubbock
co-producer: Barbra Streisand
composer: Frank Loesser
lyricist: Frank Loesser
They call you lady luck
But there is room for doubt
At times you have a very un-lady like
Way of running out

Your on a date with me
The pickings have been lush
And yet before this evening is over
You might give me the brush

You might forget your manners
You might refuse to stay
And so the best
That I can do is pray

Luck be a lady tonight
Luck be a lady tonight
Luck if you've ever been
A lady to begin with
Luck be a lady tonight

Luck how I'm longing to see
How good a friend you can be
Stick with me sister
I'm the one that you came in with
Luck be a lady with me

A lady doesn't leave her escort
It isn't fair, it isn't nice
A lady doesn't wander all over the joint
And blow on some other guy?s dice

So, let's keep the party polite
Hmm, never get out of my sight
Stick with me sister
I'm the gal that I came in with
Luck be a lady tonight

A lady wouldn't flirt with strangers
She?d have heart, she would have a soul
A lady wouldn't make
Little sneak eyes at you
When I've bet my life on this roll

So, let's keep the party polite
Never get out of my sight
Stick with me pal
?Cause I'm the gal
That you came in with

Luck be a lady
Oh, luck be a lady
Luck be lady tonight

With One Look

length: 3:35
producer: Andrew Lloyd Webber, Nigel Wright and Barbra Streisand
conductor: David Caddick
vocal: Barbra Streisand
recording engineer: Humberto Gatica
orchestrator: David Cullen and Andrew Lloyd Webber
lyricist: Don Black, Christopher Hampton, Amy Powers
composer: Andrew Lloyd Webber
They don't want me any more,
They all say I'm through
Well it's time they knew

With on look
I can break your heart
With one look
I play every part
I can make your sad heart sing
With one look you'll know
All you need to know.

With one smile
I'm the girl next door
Or the love that you've hungered for
When I speak it's with my soul
I can play any role

No words can tell
The stories my eyes tell
Watch me when I frown
You can't write that down
You know I'm right
It's there in black and white
When I look your way
You'll hear what I say.

Yes, with one look
I put words to shame
Just one look
Sets the screen aflame
Silent music starts to play
One tear from my eye
Makes the whole world cry.

With one look
They'll forgive the past
They'll rejoice: I've returned at last
To my people in the dark
Still out there in the dark

Silent music starts to play
With one look you'll know
All you need to know.

With one look
I'll ignite a blaze
I'll return to my glory days
They'll say Norma's back at last.

This time I'm staying
I'm staying for good
I'll be back
Where I was born to be
With one look
I'll be me

The Man I Love

length: 3:44
producer: David Foster
conductor: Eddie Karam
vocal: Barbra Streisand
arranger: Johnny Mandel
co-producer: Barbra Streisand
composer: George Gershwin
lyricist: Ira Gershwin
Some day he'll come along,
The man I love
And he'll be big and strong,
The man I love
And when he comes my way,
I'll do my best to make him stay.

He'll look at me and smile, I'll understand,
And in a little while he'll take my hand
And, though it seem absurd,
I know we both won't say, we won't say a word.

Maybe I shall meet him Sunday,
Maybe Monday maybe not.
Still I'm sure to meet him one day,
Maybe Tuesday will be my good news day

We'll build a little home just meant for two,
From which I'll never roam,
Who would, would you?
And so all else above
I'm waiting for the man I love.

Maybe I shall meet him on Sunday,
Maybe Monday maybe not

Still I'm sure to meet him one day,
Maybe Tuesday will be my good news day.

We'll build a little home just meant for two,
From which I'll never, ever roam,
Who would, would you?
And so all else above I'm waiting for
The man
I
Love!

Move On

length: 5:29
producer: Barbra Streisand
conductor: Michael Starobin
vocal: Barbra Streisand
recording engineer: Shawn Murphy
arranger: Michael Starobin
composer: Stephen Sondheim
lyricist: Stephen Sondheim
[Chorus:]
If I go on my way without you
Woooahh where would I go
If I go on my way without you
Woooahh where would I go
[A :]
I'm having flashbacks
Let me relax my dome
My whole joints blown another soldier won't be coming home
Parkside is gonna miss you black foreva
Ties will never sever
You died tryin to live better
Did what you had to do and now you deceased
I hope you livin in peace don't even stress that beef
Go head and sleep count your blessings return to the essence
Everytime I see your fam word is bon I feel your presence
Its all over bearing witness like jehovah
ain't nothing strange unless you watch your range like a rover
Follow me son, what's done is done, forgot it
God bless his soul while his bodys underground rotting
We won't forget you let a brother try to dis you
I swear to god he better have a blade and plus a pistol
Forever miss you got babies that want to kiss you
Shining like crystal, and at your wake I pass your ma a tissue
Chorus 2X
He was only thirteen when he burst his splean
The shot was fatal
He died right there upon the kitchen table BLAOW
It happened all alone in his house
Not a creature was stirrin, not a roach or a mouse
And I was just with him, playin Sega
And buggin on the horn with some honeys like a couple of playas
And now he's gone
I'm speakin on my man K-Shawn
Forever on my mind mentally as I kick my song

He used to talk about the box in the closet
Where his pops kept a glock and all the safety deposits
Now he stressed, fiendin just to hold some heat
I guess it came from all the stories that he heard in the street
I can't explain it, its ill how we used to feel
I used to tell him stop playin wit that chrome-piece steel
He never listened, and now my man is missin in action
I blame it on the fools in the street that's always blastin
[Chorus 2X]
Aiyyo my dreams are filled with terror
Shots gettin nearer
Paralyzed and right in front of my eyes its gettin clearer
A tragedy resulted from a brothers bad scratch
Tried to rob a deli but the gat he had was raggy
Bullets sprayed, ricocheted and automatically
Hit a bystander, young girl named Amanda
The slugs in her back by this cat buggin no crap
Another rugrat, somebody tell me where the loves at
Was only seven already on her way to heaven
She reached her day and now she won't see her wedding
Some might say that this was destined or something
But her parents only had one child and now they left with nothing
Book all that flix and when they daughter was six
Before they moved from the bricks and got caught up in the mix
They thought things would get better now they stressed forever
They last vision was image of a blood-soaked sweater
[Chorus 4X]