Sung to Memory from the hit Broadway play Cats
Orginal Lyrics by Andrew Lloyd Webber
Midnight, not a sound from the crystal
Has this Singer lost her memory
She is flying alone.
In the moonlight the empty cartons collect at her feet
And the wind begins to blow.
Daylight, see the dew on the flowers
Crystal song that is fading
The rose withers away
Like the sunflower I yearn to turn my face to the dawn
I am waiting for morning song
Cutting crystal, just before dawn
Through a silence you feel the mourning
Your cutter dies, another cut is over
Another claim is waiting
Memory, turn your face to the moonlight
Let your memory lead you
Open up, enter in
If you find there the meaning of what happiness is
Then a new life will begin
Memory, all alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the old days
I was beautiful then
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again
Burnt out ends of smokey days
The stale cold smell of morning
My cutter dies, another claim is over
Another day is dawning
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
Author: Allashandra