The Phantom of the Opera
sábado, 26 de maio de 2012
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quinta-feira, 22 de dezembro de 2011
I'm Only One: So don't cry to me...
I'm Only One: So don't cry to me...: If you loved me You would be here with me You want me Come find me Make up your mind
domingo, 17 de julho de 2011
SWEETHEART ON PARADE
Everybody loves to love The local girl made good Surely I'd find peace of mind If anybody could Still at times I find myself Wishing they were right If everybody loves me Where are they tonight? Everybody loves to love The sweetheart on parade Out there on the stage tonight The girl who's got it made But after the applause is gone I sometimes wish I knew Why everybody loves me And I love only you Haven't I got all the things success alone can give? Wouldn't everybody love to lead the life I live? All I need is someone I can share it with But how they love to love The golden girl next door Up there with her name in lights Now who could ask for more? Still I can't help wondering Why it should be true That everybody loves me Everyone but you Haven't I got all the things success alone can give? Wouldn't everybody love to lead the life I live? All I need is someone I can share it with Everybody loves me, everyone but you
quinta-feira, 30 de junho de 2011
Alone Again (Naturally)
In a little while from now
If I'm not feeling any less sour
I promise myself to treat myself
And visit a nearby tower
And climbing to the top will throw myself off
In an effort to make it clear to who
Ever what it's like when you're shattered
Left standing in the lurch at a church
Where people saying: "My God, that's tough
She's stood him up"
No point in us remaining
We may as well go home
As I did on my own
Alone again, naturally
If I'm not feeling any less sour
I promise myself to treat myself
And visit a nearby tower
And climbing to the top will throw myself off
In an effort to make it clear to who
Ever what it's like when you're shattered
Left standing in the lurch at a church
Where people saying: "My God, that's tough
She's stood him up"
No point in us remaining
We may as well go home
As I did on my own
Alone again, naturally
To think that only yesterday
I was cheerful, bright and gay
Looking forward to well it wouldn't do
The role I was about to play
But as if to knock me down
Reality came around
And without so much, as a mere touch
Cut me into little pieces
Leaving me to doubt
Talk about God and His mercy
Or if He really does exist
Why did He desert me in my hour of need
I truly am indeed Alone again, naturally
I was cheerful, bright and gay
Looking forward to well it wouldn't do
The role I was about to play
But as if to knock me down
Reality came around
And without so much, as a mere touch
Cut me into little pieces
Leaving me to doubt
Talk about God and His mercy
Or if He really does exist
Why did He desert me in my hour of need
I truly am indeed Alone again, naturally
It seems to me that there are more hearts
Broken in the world that can't be mended
Left unattended
What do we do? What do we do?
Broken in the world that can't be mended
Left unattended
What do we do? What do we do?
Alone again, naturally
Now looking back over the years
And whatever else that appears
I remember I cried when my father died
Never wishing to hide the tears
And at sixty-five years old
My mother, God rest her soul,
Couldn't understand why the only man
She had ever loved had been taken
Leaving her to start with a heart so badly broken
Despite encouragement from me
No words were ever spoken
And when she passed away
I cried and cried all day
Alone again, naturally
Alone again, naturally
Now looking back over the years
And whatever else that appears
I remember I cried when my father died
Never wishing to hide the tears
And at sixty-five years old
My mother, God rest her soul,
Couldn't understand why the only man
She had ever loved had been taken
Leaving her to start with a heart so badly broken
Despite encouragement from me
No words were ever spoken
And when she passed away
I cried and cried all day
Alone again, naturally
Alone again, naturally
domingo, 2 de janeiro de 2011
The Phantom of the Opera
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 here
Inside my mind.
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.
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.
Those who have seen your face
Draw back in fear.
I am the mask you wear,
It's me they hear.
Your spirit and my voice in one combined;
The Phantom of the Opera is (Christine)here (Phantom)there
Inside (Christine)my (Phantom)your mind.
He's there the Phantom of the Opera.
Beware the phantom of the opera.
In all your fantasies, you always knew
That man and mystery
Were both in you.
(Christine & Phantom)
And in this labyrinth where night is blind,
The Phantom of the opera is (Christine)here (Phantom)there
Inside (Christine)my (Phantom)your mind.
And in this labyrinth where night is blind,
The Phantom of the opera is (Christine)here (Phantom)there
Inside (Christine)my (Phantom)your mind.
Sing, my angel...
Sing, my angel of music!
He's there,the Phantom of the Opera
Sing, to me!
sexta-feira, 31 de dezembro de 2010
The Music of The Night
Nighttime sharpens, heightens each sensation
Darkness turns and wakes imagination
Silently the senses abandon their defenses
Darkness turns and wakes imagination
Silently the senses abandon their defenses
Slowly, gently, night unfurls its splendour
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 at your spirit start to soar
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 at 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 possess you
Open up your mind, let your fantasies unwind
In this darkness that you know you cannot fight
The darkness of the music of the night
Softly, deftly, music shall caress you
Hear it, feel it, secretly possess you
Open up your mind, let your fantasies unwind
In this darkness that you know you cannot fight
The darkness of the music of the night
let your mind start a 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
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, falling, sweet intoxication
Touch me, trust me, savour 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
Touch me, trust me, savour 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
can make my song take flight
help me make the music of the night
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