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SARAH BRIGHTMAN >> Merchandise Links
SARAH BRIGHTMAN
Away from you There is no music, There is no sunlight, The world is gray. Away from you The clocks are frozen, And time's a traveller Who's lost his way. The people I meet Might as well be statues, The words we exchange Might as well be Greek. The room that I'm in May be bright and cheerful But to me It's dim and bleak. I'm half alive Until the moment The door swings open And you walk through. And so you see Why I can never be Away from you. The people I meet Might as well be statues, The words we exchange Might as well be Greek. The room that I'm in May be bright and cheerful But to me It's dim and bleak. I'm half alive Until the moment The door swings open And you walk through. Now my soul is afloat On a wave of music That I could feel such joy I never knew. And so you see Why I can never be Away from you.
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