Sarah Brightman Sings the Music of Andrew Lloyd Webber Album
Artist(s): Sarah Brightman
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Don't Cry for Me Argentina
length: 5:54
producer: Andrew Lloyd Webber
lead vocals: Sarah Brightman
vocal: Sarah Brightman
composer: Andrew Lloyd Webber, Andrew Lloyd Webber
lyricist: Tim Rice, Tim Rice
producer: Andrew Lloyd Webber
lead vocals: Sarah Brightman
vocal: Sarah Brightman
composer: Andrew Lloyd Webber, Andrew Lloyd Webber
lyricist: Tim Rice, Tim Rice
It won't be easy
You'll think it's strange
When I try to explain how I feel
But I still need your love after all that I've done
You won't believe me
All you will see is a girl you once knew
Although she's dressed up to the nines
At sixes and sevens with you?
I had to let it happen
I had to change
Couldn't stay all my life down at heel
Looking out of the window, staying out of the sun
So I chose freedom,
Running around trying everything new
But nothing impressed me at all
I never expected it to
[Chorus]
Don't Cry For Me Argentina
The truth is I never left you
All through my wild days
My mad existence
I kept my promise
Don't keep your distance
And as for fortune and as for fame
I never invited them in
Though it seemed to the world,
It was all I desired
They're all illusions
They're not the solutions they promised to be
The answers were here all the time
I love you, and hope you love me
Don't Cry For Me Argentina...
You'll think it's strange
When I try to explain how I feel
But I still need your love after all that I've done
You won't believe me
All you will see is a girl you once knew
Although she's dressed up to the nines
At sixes and sevens with you?
I had to let it happen
I had to change
Couldn't stay all my life down at heel
Looking out of the window, staying out of the sun
So I chose freedom,
Running around trying everything new
But nothing impressed me at all
I never expected it to
[Chorus]
Don't Cry For Me Argentina
The truth is I never left you
All through my wild days
My mad existence
I kept my promise
Don't keep your distance
And as for fortune and as for fame
I never invited them in
Though it seemed to the world,
It was all I desired
They're all illusions
They're not the solutions they promised to be
The answers were here all the time
I love you, and hope you love me
Don't Cry For Me Argentina...
Another Suitcase Another Hall
vocal: Sarah Brightman
composer: Andrew Lloyd Webber
lyricist: Tim Rice
don't expect my love affairs to last for long
Never fool myself that my dreams will come true
Being used to trouble I anticipate it
But all the same I hate it -- wouldn't you?
So what happens now?
Another suitcase in another hall
So what happens now?
Take your picture off another wall
Where am I going to?
You'll get by, you always have before
Where am I going to?
Time and time again I've said that I don't care
That I'm immune to gloom, that I'm hard through and through
But every time it matters all my words desert me
So anyone can hurt me -- and they do
So what happens now?
Another suitcase in another hall
So what happens now?
Take your picture off another wall
Where am I going to?
You'll get by you always have before
Where am I going to?
Call in three months time and I'll be fine I know
Well maybe not that fine, but I'll survive anyhow
I won't recall the names and places of this sad occasion
But that's no consolation -- here and now
So what happens now?
Another suitcase in another hall
So what happens now?
Take your picture off another wall
Where am I going to?
You'll get by, you always have before
Where am I going to?
Don't ask anymore
Never fool myself that my dreams will come true
Being used to trouble I anticipate it
But all the same I hate it -- wouldn't you?
So what happens now?
Another suitcase in another hall
So what happens now?
Take your picture off another wall
Where am I going to?
You'll get by, you always have before
Where am I going to?
Time and time again I've said that I don't care
That I'm immune to gloom, that I'm hard through and through
But every time it matters all my words desert me
So anyone can hurt me -- and they do
So what happens now?
Another suitcase in another hall
So what happens now?
Take your picture off another wall
Where am I going to?
You'll get by you always have before
Where am I going to?
Call in three months time and I'll be fine I know
Well maybe not that fine, but I'll survive anyhow
I won't recall the names and places of this sad occasion
But that's no consolation -- here and now
So what happens now?
Another suitcase in another hall
So what happens now?
Take your picture off another wall
Where am I going to?
You'll get by, you always have before
Where am I going to?
Don't ask anymore
Everything's Alright
vocal: Sarah Brightman
composer: Andrew Lloyd Webber
lyricist: Tim Rice
Mary Magdalene (Sarah Brightman)
Try not to get worried
Try not to turn on to
Problems that upset you
(oh) Don't you know
Everything's alright
Yes everything's fine
And we want you to sleep well tonight
Let the world turn without you tonight
If we try
We'll get by
So forget all about us tonight
Apostles' Women
Everything's all right
Yes everything's all right yes
Mary Magdalene
Sleep and I shall soothe you
Calm you and anoint you
Myrrh for your hot forehead
(oh) Then you'll feel
Everything's all right
Yes everything's fine
And it's cool and the ointment's sweet
For the fire in your head and feet
Close your eyes
Close your eyes
And relax
Think of nothing tonight
Apostles' Women
Everything's all right
Yes everything's all right yes
Judas (Gary Martin)
Woman your fine ointment
Brand new and expensive
Could have been saved for the poor
Why has it been wasted?
We could have raised maybe
Three hundred silver pieces or more
People who are hungry
People who are starving
Thay matter more
Than your feet and hair
Mary Magdalene
Try not to get worried
Try not to turn on to
Problems that upset you
(oh) Don't you know
Everything's all right
Yes everything's fine
And we want you to sleep well tonight
Let the world turn without you tonight
If we try
We'll get by
So forget all about us tonight
Apostles' Women
Everything's all right
Yes everything's all right yes
Jesus (Bogdan Kominowksi)
Surely you're not saying
We have the resources
To save the poor from their lot?
There will be poor always
Pathetically struggling
Look at the good things you've got!
Think
While you still have me
Move
While you still see me
You'll be lost
You'll be so, so sorry
When I'm gone
Mary Magdalene
Sleep and I shall soothe you
Calm you and anoint you
Myrrh for your hot forehead
(oh) then you'll feel
Everything's alright
Yes everything's fine
And it's cool and the ointment's sweet
For the fire in your head and feet
Close your eyes
Close your eyes
And relax
Think of nothing tonight
Apostles' Women & Mary Magdalene
Close your eyes
Alose your eyes
And relax
Think of nothing tonight
Men
Everything's all right
Yes everything's all right yes
(The last verses are repeated several times)
Try not to get worried
Try not to turn on to
Problems that upset you
(oh) Don't you know
Everything's alright
Yes everything's fine
And we want you to sleep well tonight
Let the world turn without you tonight
If we try
We'll get by
So forget all about us tonight
Apostles' Women
Everything's all right
Yes everything's all right yes
Mary Magdalene
Sleep and I shall soothe you
Calm you and anoint you
Myrrh for your hot forehead
(oh) Then you'll feel
Everything's all right
Yes everything's fine
And it's cool and the ointment's sweet
For the fire in your head and feet
Close your eyes
Close your eyes
And relax
Think of nothing tonight
Apostles' Women
Everything's all right
Yes everything's all right yes
Judas (Gary Martin)
Woman your fine ointment
Brand new and expensive
Could have been saved for the poor
Why has it been wasted?
We could have raised maybe
Three hundred silver pieces or more
People who are hungry
People who are starving
Thay matter more
Than your feet and hair
Mary Magdalene
Try not to get worried
Try not to turn on to
Problems that upset you
(oh) Don't you know
Everything's all right
Yes everything's fine
And we want you to sleep well tonight
Let the world turn without you tonight
If we try
We'll get by
So forget all about us tonight
Apostles' Women
Everything's all right
Yes everything's all right yes
Jesus (Bogdan Kominowksi)
Surely you're not saying
We have the resources
To save the poor from their lot?
There will be poor always
Pathetically struggling
Look at the good things you've got!
Think
While you still have me
Move
While you still see me
You'll be lost
You'll be so, so sorry
When I'm gone
Mary Magdalene
Sleep and I shall soothe you
Calm you and anoint you
Myrrh for your hot forehead
(oh) then you'll feel
Everything's alright
Yes everything's fine
And it's cool and the ointment's sweet
For the fire in your head and feet
Close your eyes
Close your eyes
And relax
Think of nothing tonight
Apostles' Women & Mary Magdalene
Close your eyes
Alose your eyes
And relax
Think of nothing tonight
Men
Everything's all right
Yes everything's all right yes
(The last verses are repeated several times)
I Don't Know How to Love Him
producer: Andrew Lloyd Webber
lead vocals: Sarah Brightman
vocal: Sarah Brightman
lyricist: Tim Rice, Tim Rice
composer: Andrew Lloyd Webber, Andrew Lloyd Webber
I don't know how to love him.
What to do, how to move him.
I've been changed, yes really changed.
In these past few days, when I've seen myself,
I seem like someone else.
I don't know how to take this.
I don't see why he moves me.
He's a man. He's just a man.
And I've had so many men before,
In very many ways,
He's just one more.
Should I bring him down?
Should I scream and shout?
Should I speak of love,
Let my feelings out?
I never thought I'd come to this.
What's it all about?
Don't you think it's rather funny,
I should be in this position.
I'm the one who's always been
So calm, so cool, no lover's fool,
Running every show.
He scares me so.
I never thought I'd come to this.
What's it all about?
Yet, if he said he loved me,
I'd be lost. I'd be frightened.
I couldn't cope, just couldn't cope.
I'd turn my head. I'd back away.
I wouldn't want to know.
He scares me so.
I want him so.
I love him so.
What to do, how to move him.
I've been changed, yes really changed.
In these past few days, when I've seen myself,
I seem like someone else.
I don't know how to take this.
I don't see why he moves me.
He's a man. He's just a man.
And I've had so many men before,
In very many ways,
He's just one more.
Should I bring him down?
Should I scream and shout?
Should I speak of love,
Let my feelings out?
I never thought I'd come to this.
What's it all about?
Don't you think it's rather funny,
I should be in this position.
I'm the one who's always been
So calm, so cool, no lover's fool,
Running every show.
He scares me so.
I never thought I'd come to this.
What's it all about?
Yet, if he said he loved me,
I'd be lost. I'd be frightened.
I couldn't cope, just couldn't cope.
I'd turn my head. I'd back away.
I wouldn't want to know.
He scares me so.
I want him so.
I love him so.
Memory
vocal: Sarah Brightman
lyricist: Trevor Nunn, T. S. Eliot
composer: Andrew Lloyd Webber
writer: Trevor Nunn
Midnight, not a sound on the pavement
Has the moon lost her memory
She is smiling alone
In the lamplight, the withered leaves collect at my feet, and the wind begins to moan.
Memory, all alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the old days
I was beautiful then
I remember a time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again
Every streetlamp seems to beat a fatalistic warning
Someone mutters in the streetlamp gutters
And soon it will be morning
Daylight, I must wait for the sunrise
I must think of a new life
And I mustn't give in
When the dawn comes tonight will be a memory too
And a new day will begin another day is dawning
Touch me, it's so easy to leave me
All alone with the memory
Burnt out ends of smokey days
The stale cold smell of warning
The streetlamp dies
Another night is over
Of my days in the sun
If you touch me, you'll understand what happiness is
Look a new day has begun
Has the moon lost her memory
She is smiling alone
In the lamplight, the withered leaves collect at my feet, and the wind begins to moan.
Memory, all alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the old days
I was beautiful then
I remember a time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again
Every streetlamp seems to beat a fatalistic warning
Someone mutters in the streetlamp gutters
And soon it will be morning
Daylight, I must wait for the sunrise
I must think of a new life
And I mustn't give in
When the dawn comes tonight will be a memory too
And a new day will begin another day is dawning
Touch me, it's so easy to leave me
All alone with the memory
Burnt out ends of smokey days
The stale cold smell of warning
The streetlamp dies
Another night is over
Of my days in the sun
If you touch me, you'll understand what happiness is
Look a new day has begun
Any Dream Will Do
vocal: Sarah Brightman
composer: Andrew Lloyd Webber
lyricist: Tim Rice
I closed my eyes, drew back the curtain
To see for certain, what I thought I knew.
Far, far away, someone was weeping,
But the world was sleeping.
Any dream will do.
I wore my coat, with golden lining,
Bright colors shining, wonderful and new.
And in the east, the dawn was breaking,
And the world was waking.
Any dream will do.
A crash of drums, a flash of light,
My golden coat, flew out of sight.
The colors faded into darkness,
I was left alone.
May I return to the beginning?
The light is dimming, and the dream is too.
The world and I, we are still waiting,
Still hesitating.
Any dream will do.
Any dream will do.
A crash of drums, a flash of light,
My golden coat, flew out of sight.
The colors faded into darkness,
I was left alone.
May I return to the beginning?
The light is dimming, and the dream is too.
The world and I, we are still waiting,
Still hesitating.
Any dream will do.
Any dream, any dream, any dream will do
Any dream, any dream, any dream will do
To see for certain, what I thought I knew.
Far, far away, someone was weeping,
But the world was sleeping.
Any dream will do.
I wore my coat, with golden lining,
Bright colors shining, wonderful and new.
And in the east, the dawn was breaking,
And the world was waking.
Any dream will do.
A crash of drums, a flash of light,
My golden coat, flew out of sight.
The colors faded into darkness,
I was left alone.
May I return to the beginning?
The light is dimming, and the dream is too.
The world and I, we are still waiting,
Still hesitating.
Any dream will do.
Any dream will do.
A crash of drums, a flash of light,
My golden coat, flew out of sight.
The colors faded into darkness,
I was left alone.
May I return to the beginning?
The light is dimming, and the dream is too.
The world and I, we are still waiting,
Still hesitating.
Any dream will do.
Any dream, any dream, any dream will do
Any dream, any dream, any dream will do
Anything but Lonely
vocal: Sarah Brightman
composer: Andrew Lloyd Webber
lyricist: Charles Hart, Don Black
Anything but lonely,
Anything but empty rooms.
There's so much in life to share --
What's the sense when no one else is there?
Anything but lonely,
Anything but only me.
Quiet years in too much space:
That's the thing that's hard to face,
And ...
You have a right to go,
But you should also know
That I won't be alone for long.
Long days with nothing said
Are not what lie ahead --
I'm sorry, but I'm not that strong.
Anything but lonely,
Anything but passing time.
Lonely's what I'll never be,
While there's still some life in me,
And ...
I'm still young, don't forget,
It isn't over yet --
So many hearts for me to thrill.
If you're not here to say
How good I look each day,
I'll have to find someone who will.
Anything but lonely,
Anything but empty rooms.
There's so much in life to share --
What's the sense when no one else is there ...?
What's the sense when no one else is there ...?
Anything but empty rooms.
There's so much in life to share --
What's the sense when no one else is there?
Anything but lonely,
Anything but only me.
Quiet years in too much space:
That's the thing that's hard to face,
And ...
You have a right to go,
But you should also know
That I won't be alone for long.
Long days with nothing said
Are not what lie ahead --
I'm sorry, but I'm not that strong.
Anything but lonely,
Anything but passing time.
Lonely's what I'll never be,
While there's still some life in me,
And ...
I'm still young, don't forget,
It isn't over yet --
So many hearts for me to thrill.
If you're not here to say
How good I look each day,
I'll have to find someone who will.
Anything but lonely,
Anything but empty rooms.
There's so much in life to share --
What's the sense when no one else is there ...?
What's the sense when no one else is there ...?
Pie Jesu
producer: David R. Murray
engineer: John Kurlander
chorus master: Martin Neary
conductor: Lorin Maazel
associate engineer: Martin Levan
orchestra: English Chamber Orchestra
organ: James Lancelot
soprano vocals: Sarah Brightman
choir vocals: Winchester Cathedral Choir
treble vocals: Paul Miles-Kingston
composer: Andrew Lloyd Webber
lyricist: Andrew Lloyd Webber
Sarah
Pie Jesu, pie Jesu, pie Jesu, pie Jesu
Qui tollis peccata mundi
Dona eis requiem, dona eis requiem
Paul
Pie Jesu, pie Jesu, pie Jesu, pie Jesu
both
Qui tollis peccata mundi
Dona eis requiem, dona eis requiem
choir
Agnus Dei, Agnus Dei, Agnus Dei, Agnus Dei
both
Qui tollis peccata mundi
Dona eis requiem, dona eis requiem
choir
Dona eis requiem
both
Sempiternam
choir
Dona eis requiem
both
Sempiternam
Sarah
Requiem
Paul
Sempiternam
Pie Jesu, pie Jesu, pie Jesu, pie Jesu
Qui tollis peccata mundi
Dona eis requiem, dona eis requiem
Paul
Pie Jesu, pie Jesu, pie Jesu, pie Jesu
both
Qui tollis peccata mundi
Dona eis requiem, dona eis requiem
choir
Agnus Dei, Agnus Dei, Agnus Dei, Agnus Dei
both
Qui tollis peccata mundi
Dona eis requiem, dona eis requiem
choir
Dona eis requiem
both
Sempiternam
choir
Dona eis requiem
both
Sempiternam
Sarah
Requiem
Paul
Sempiternam
Love Changes Everything
vocal: Sarah Brightman
lyricist: Charles Hart, Don Black
composer: Andrew Lloyd Webber
From Ascects of Love Love, love changes everything,
Hands and faces, earth and sky
Love, love changes everything,
How you live and how you die
Love, can make the summer fly,
Or a night seem like a lifetime
Yes love, love changes everything,
Now I tremble at your name
Nothing in the world will ever be the same
Love, love changes everything,
Says are longer, words mean more
Love, love changes everything,
Pain is deeper, than before
Love, will turn your world around,
And that world will last forever
Yes, love, love changes everything,
Brings you glory, brings you shame
Nothing in the world will ever be the same
Off into the world we go,
Planning futures, shaping years
Love bursts in and suddenly,
All our wisdom disappears
Love, makes fools of everyone,
All the rules we make are broken
Yes, love, love changes everything,
Live or perish, in its flame
Love will never ever let you be the same
Love will never ever let you be the same
Hands and faces, earth and sky
Love, love changes everything,
How you live and how you die
Love, can make the summer fly,
Or a night seem like a lifetime
Yes love, love changes everything,
Now I tremble at your name
Nothing in the world will ever be the same
Love, love changes everything,
Says are longer, words mean more
Love, love changes everything,
Pain is deeper, than before
Love, will turn your world around,
And that world will last forever
Yes, love, love changes everything,
Brings you glory, brings you shame
Nothing in the world will ever be the same
Off into the world we go,
Planning futures, shaping years
Love bursts in and suddenly,
All our wisdom disappears
Love, makes fools of everyone,
All the rules we make are broken
Yes, love, love changes everything,
Live or perish, in its flame
Love will never ever let you be the same
Love will never ever let you be the same
Tell Me on a Sunday
vocal: Sarah Brightman
lyricist: Don Black
composer: Andrew Lloyd Webber
Don't write a letter when you want to leave
Don't call me at 3 a.m. from a friend's apartment
I'd like to choose how I hear the news
Take me to a park that's covered with trees
Tell me on a Sunday please
Let me down easy
No big song and dance
No long faces, no long looks
No deep conversation
I know the way we should spend that day
Take me to a zoo that's got chimpanzees
Tell me on a Sunday please
Don't want to know who's to blame
It won't help knowing
Don't want to fight day and night
Bad enough you're going
Don't leave in silence with no word at all
Don't get drunk and slam the door
That's no way to end this
I know how I want you to say goodbye
Find a circus ring with a flying trapeze
Tell me on a Sunday please
Don't want to fight day and night
Bad enough you're going
Don't leave in silence with no word at all
Don't get drunk and slam the door
That's no way to end this
I know how I want you to say goodbye
Don't run off in the pouring rain
Don't call me as they call your plane
Take the hurt out of all the pain
Take me to a park that's covered with trees
Tell me on a Sunday please
Don't call me at 3 a.m. from a friend's apartment
I'd like to choose how I hear the news
Take me to a park that's covered with trees
Tell me on a Sunday please
Let me down easy
No big song and dance
No long faces, no long looks
No deep conversation
I know the way we should spend that day
Take me to a zoo that's got chimpanzees
Tell me on a Sunday please
Don't want to know who's to blame
It won't help knowing
Don't want to fight day and night
Bad enough you're going
Don't leave in silence with no word at all
Don't get drunk and slam the door
That's no way to end this
I know how I want you to say goodbye
Find a circus ring with a flying trapeze
Tell me on a Sunday please
Don't want to fight day and night
Bad enough you're going
Don't leave in silence with no word at all
Don't get drunk and slam the door
That's no way to end this
I know how I want you to say goodbye
Don't run off in the pouring rain
Don't call me as they call your plane
Take the hurt out of all the pain
Take me to a park that's covered with trees
Tell me on a Sunday please
The Phantom of the Opera
producer: Mike Batt
vocal: Sarah Brightman and Steve Harley
executive producer: Andrew Lloyd Webber
lyricist: Mike Batt, Richard Stilgoe, Charles Hart
composer: Andrew Lloyd Webber
Christine (Sarah)
In sleep he sang to me
In dreams he came
That voice which calls to me
And speaks my name
And do I dream again
For now I find
The phantom of the opera is there
Inside my mind
The phantom (Michael)
Sing once again with me
Our strange duet
My power over you
Grows stronger yet
And though you turn from me
To glance behind
The phantom of the opera is there
Inside your mind
Christine
Those who have seen your face
Draw back in fear
I am the mask you wear
The phantom
It's me they hear
Christine (in duet with the phantom)
Your spirit and my voice in one combined
The phantom (in duet with Christine)
My spirit and your voice in one combined
Both
The phantom of the opera is there
Christine (in duet)
Inside my mind
The phantom (in duet)
Inside your mind
Choir (very, very soft)
He's there,
The phantom of the opera
Beware,
The phantom of the opera
The phantom
In all your fantasies
You always knew
That man and mystery
Christine
Were both in you
Both
And in this labyrinth
Were night is blind
The phantom of the opera is
Christine (in duet)
Here
The phantom (in duet)
There
Christine
Inside my mind
The phantom
Sing! My angel of music
Christine
He's there
The phantom of the opera
Christine starts wailing
The phantom
Sing...
Christine continues wailing,
and keeps on wailing after every
sentence the Phantom sings
The phantom
Sing for me...
Sing, my angel of music!
Sing for me!
In sleep he sang to me
In dreams he came
That voice which calls to me
And speaks my name
And do I dream again
For now I find
The phantom of the opera is there
Inside my mind
The phantom (Michael)
Sing once again with me
Our strange duet
My power over you
Grows stronger yet
And though you turn from me
To glance behind
The phantom of the opera is there
Inside your mind
Christine
Those who have seen your face
Draw back in fear
I am the mask you wear
The phantom
It's me they hear
Christine (in duet with the phantom)
Your spirit and my voice in one combined
The phantom (in duet with Christine)
My spirit and your voice in one combined
Both
The phantom of the opera is there
Christine (in duet)
Inside my mind
The phantom (in duet)
Inside your mind
Choir (very, very soft)
He's there,
The phantom of the opera
Beware,
The phantom of the opera
The phantom
In all your fantasies
You always knew
That man and mystery
Christine
Were both in you
Both
And in this labyrinth
Were night is blind
The phantom of the opera is
Christine (in duet)
Here
The phantom (in duet)
There
Christine
Inside my mind
The phantom
Sing! My angel of music
Christine
He's there
The phantom of the opera
Christine starts wailing
The phantom
Sing...
Christine continues wailing,
and keeps on wailing after every
sentence the Phantom sings
The phantom
Sing for me...
Sing, my angel of music!
Sing for me!
All I Ask of You
vocal: Sarah Brightman and Cliff Richard
lyricist: Richard Stilgoe, Charles Hart
composer: Andrew Lloyd Webber
Raoul (Cliff)
No more talk of darkness,
forget these wide-eyed fears;
I'm here, nothing can harm you,
my words will warm and calm you.
Let me be your freedom,
let daylight dry your tears;
I'm here, with you, beside you,
to guard you and to guide you.
Christine (Sarah)
Say you'll love me ev'ry waking moment;
turn my head with talk of summertime.
Say you need me with you now and always;
promise me that all you say is true,
that's all I ask of you.
Raoul
Let me be your shelter,
let me be your light;
you're safe, no one will find you,
your fears are far behind you.
Christine
All I want is freedom,
a world with no more night;
and you, always beside me
No more talk of darkness,
forget these wide-eyed fears;
I'm here, nothing can harm you,
my words will warm and calm you.
Let me be your freedom,
let daylight dry your tears;
I'm here, with you, beside you,
to guard you and to guide you.
Christine (Sarah)
Say you'll love me ev'ry waking moment;
turn my head with talk of summertime.
Say you need me with you now and always;
promise me that all you say is true,
that's all I ask of you.
Raoul
Let me be your shelter,
let me be your light;
you're safe, no one will find you,
your fears are far behind you.
Christine
All I want is freedom,
a world with no more night;
and you, always beside me
Wishing You Were Somehow Here Again
vocal: Sarah Brightman
lyricist: Richard Stilgoe, Charles Hart
composer: Andrew Lloyd Webber
You were once my one companion
You were all that mattered
You were once a friend and father
Then my world was shattered
Wishing you were somehow here again
Wishing you were somehow near
Sometimes it seemed if I just dreamed
Somehow you would be here
Wishing I could hear your voice again
Knowing that I never would
Dreaming of you won't help me to do
All that you dreamed I could
Passing bells and sculpted angels
Cold and monumental
Seem for you the wrong companions
You were warm and gentle
Too many years fighting back tears
Why can't the past just die?
Wishing you were somehow here again
Knowing we must say goodbye
Try to forgive, teach me to live
Give me the strength to try
No more memories, no more silent tears
No more gazing across the wasted years
Help me say goodbye
Help me say goodbye
You were all that mattered
You were once a friend and father
Then my world was shattered
Wishing you were somehow here again
Wishing you were somehow near
Sometimes it seemed if I just dreamed
Somehow you would be here
Wishing I could hear your voice again
Knowing that I never would
Dreaming of you won't help me to do
All that you dreamed I could
Passing bells and sculpted angels
Cold and monumental
Seem for you the wrong companions
You were warm and gentle
Too many years fighting back tears
Why can't the past just die?
Wishing you were somehow here again
Knowing we must say goodbye
Try to forgive, teach me to live
Give me the strength to try
No more memories, no more silent tears
No more gazing across the wasted years
Help me say goodbye
Help me say goodbye
The Music of the Night
vocal: Sarah Brightman
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
Slowly, gently night unfurls its splendor
Grasp it, sense it, tremulous and tender
Turn your face away from the garish light of day
Turn your thoughts away from cold unfeeling light
And listen to the music of the night
Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams
Purge your thoughts of the life you knew before
Close your eyes let your spirit start to soar
And you'll live as you've never lived before
Softly, deftly, music shall caress you
Hear it, feel it secretly posses you
Open up your mind, let your fantasies unwind
In this darkness that you know you cannot find
The darkness of the music of the night
Let your mind start to journey through a strange new world
Leave all thoughts of the life you knew before
Let your soul take you where you long to be
Only then can you belong to me
Floating, folding, sweet intoxication
Touch 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
You alone can make my song take flight
Help me make the music of the night
Darkness stirs and wakes imagination
Silently the senses abandon their defenses
Slowly, gently night unfurls its splendor
Grasp it, sense it, tremulous and tender
Turn your face away from the garish light of day
Turn your thoughts away from cold unfeeling light
And listen to the music of the night
Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams
Purge your thoughts of the life you knew before
Close your eyes let your spirit start to soar
And you'll live as you've never lived before
Softly, deftly, music shall caress you
Hear it, feel it secretly posses you
Open up your mind, let your fantasies unwind
In this darkness that you know you cannot find
The darkness of the music of the night
Let your mind start to journey through a strange new world
Leave all thoughts of the life you knew before
Let your soul take you where you long to be
Only then can you belong to me
Floating, folding, sweet intoxication
Touch 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
You alone can make my song take flight
Help me make the music of the night