I don't know why I'm frightened I know my way around here The cardboard trees, the painted seas, the sound here Yes a world to rediscover But I'm not in any hurry And I need a moment
The whispered conversations In over-crowded 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-tale 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 cameras will start turning And the early morning madness And the magic in the making Yes everything's 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 over-crowded 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's as if we never said goodbye Yes everything's as if we never said goodbye We taught the world New ways to dream
Compositores: Andrew Lloyd-webber (Cranston), Donald Black (Black Don), Christopher James Hampton (Christopher Hampton James), Amy Powers ECAD: Obra #16645915 Fonograma #13156322