Rose Jang - Pop Operas & Musicals (2006) by Rose Jang (보컬) on maniadb.com

I peer through windows,
Watch life go by,
Dream of tomorrow,
And wonder "why"?

The past is holding me,
Keeping life at bay,
I wander lost in yesterday,
Wanting to fly -
But scared to try.

But if someone like you
Found someone like me,
Then suddenly
Nothing would ever be the same

My heart would take wing,
And I'd feel so alive -
If someone like you
Found me!

So many secrets
I've longed to share
All I have needed
Is someone there,

To help me see a world
I've never seen before -
A love to open every door,
To set me free,
So I can soar!

If someone like you
Found someone like me,
Then suddenly
Nothing would ever be the same!

There'd be a new way to live,
A new life to love,
If someone like you
Found me!

Oh, if someone like you
Found someone like me,
Then suddenly
Nothing would ever be the same!

My heart would take wing,
And I'd feel so alive -
If someone like you
Loved me
Loved me
Loved me

You're on the air, I'm under ground
Signal's fading, can't be found
I finally open up
For you I would do anything
But you've turned off the volume
Just when I've begun to sing

Come to your senses
Defenses are not the way to go
And you know, or at least you knew
Everything's strange, you've changed
And I don't know what to do to get through
I don't know what to do

I have to laugh
You sure put on a show
Love is passe in this day and age
How can we expect it to grow?

You as the night
Me as the dream
All I've got tonight
Is static on a screen

Come to your senses
The fences inside are not for real
If we feel as we did, and I do

Can't you recall when this all began
It was only you and me
It was only me and you

But now the air is
Filled with confusion
We replace care with illusion

It's cool to be cold
Nothing lasts anymore
Love becomes disposable
This is the shape of things
We cannot ignore

Come to your senses
Suspense is fine if your just an
Empty image emanating out
Of a screen

Baby be real, you can feel again
You don't need a music box melody
To know what I mean

Deep in my eyes, what do you see
Deep in my sighs, listen to me
Let the music commence from inside
Not only one sense, but use all five

Come to your senses
Come to your senses
Come to your senses
Baby come back
Alive

Midnight,
Not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her memory?
She is smiling alone

In the lamplight,
The withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind begins to moan

Memory,
all alone in the moonlight
I can dream of the old days
Life was beautiful then

I remember the time
I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again

Every streetlamp
seems to beat a fatalistic warning
Someone mutters,
and the streetlamp sputters
And soon it will be morning

Daylight,
I must wait for the sun rise
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

Burned-out ends of smoky days
The stale, cold smell of morning
A streetlamp dies, another night is over
Another day is dawning

Touch me,
it's so easy to leave me
All alone with a memory
Of my days in the sun

If you touch me,
You'll understand what happiness is
Look, a new day has begun

Come on babe why don't we paint the town and all that jazz, i'm gonna rouge my knees and roll my stockings down and all that jazz. Start the car I know a whoppee spot where the gin is cold and the piano's hot, it's just a noisy hall where there's a nightly brawl and all that jazz.
Slick your hair and wear your buckle shoes and all that jazz. I hear that Father Dip is gonna blow the blues and all that jazz. Hold on hon we're going bunny hug I bought some aspirin down at United Drug, unless you shake a part and want a brand new part to do that jazz
Oh, she's gonna see her sheeba shimmy shake and all that jazz. Oh, she's gonna shimmy til your garter's break and all that jazz. Show her where to park her girdle, oh her mother's blood'll curdle, if she hears her baby's queer for all that jazz
Find a flask we're playing fast and loose and all that jazz. Right up here is where I store the juice and all that jazz. Come on babe we're gonna brush the sky I betcha Lucky Lindy never flew so high but in the stratosphere how could he lend an ear to all that jazz
No, I'm no one's wife but Oh, I love my life and all that jazz.