Texty: Sarah Brightman. Encore. Away From You.

:
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.