Sarah Brightman - 《Encore》
Away from you
There is no music
There is no sunlight
The world is gray
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
Now my soul is afloat
On a wave of music
That I could feel such joy
I never knew