Roger Whittaker
Roger Whittaker
Roger Whittaker
Roger Whittaker
Roger Whittaker
Roger Whittaker
Roger Whittaker
Roger Whittaker
Roger Whittaker
Roger Whittaker
Roger Whittaker
Roger Whittaker
Roger Whittaker
I don't know why I'm frightened, I know my way around here
The cardboard trees, the painted senes, the sound here
Yes, a world to rediscover but I'm not in any hurry
And I need a moment
The whispered conversations in overcrowded hallways
The atmosphere as thrilling here as always
Feel the early morning madness, feel the magic in the making
Why everything's as if we never said goodbye
I've spent so many mornings just trying to resist you
I'm trembling now, you can't know how I've missed you
Missed the fairytale adventures in this ever spinning playground
We were young together
I'm coming out of make-up, the light's already burning
Not long until the cameras will start turning
And the early morning madness and the magic in the making
Yes, everything's as if we never said goodbye
I don't want to be alone, that's all in the past
This world's waited long enough, I've come home at last
And this time will be bigger and brighter than we knew it
So watch me fly, we all know I can do it
Could I stop my hand from shaking?
Has there ever been a moment with so much to live for?
The whispered conversations in overcrowded hallways
So much to say, not just today but always
We'll have early morning madness, we'll have magic in the making
Yes, everything's as if we never said goodbye
Yes, everything's as if we never said goodbye
We taught the world new ways to dream