Andrew Lloyd Webber & Alan Campbell
Andrew Lloyd Webber & Judy Kuhn & Alan Campbell
Andrew Lloyd Webber & Judy Kuhn & Alan Campbell
Andrew Lloyd Webber & Alan Campbell
Andrew Lloyd Webber & George Hearn & Glenn Close & Alan Campbell
Andrew Lloyd Webber & Glenn Close
Andrew Lloyd Webber & Glenn Close
Andrew Lloyd Webber & George Hearn & Alan Campbell & Glenn Close
Andrew Lloyd Webber & George Hearn
Andrew Lloyd Webber & Judy Kuhn & Alan Campbell
Andrew Lloyd Webber & Judy Kuhn & Alan Campbell
Andrew Lloyd Webber & Alan Campbell & George Hearn & Glenn Close
Andrew Lloyd Webber & Alan Campbell & Glenn Close
Andrew Lloyd Webber & George Hearn & Glenn Close & Alan Campbell
Andrew Lloyd Webber & Glenn Close & Alan Campbell
Andrew Lloyd Webber & George Hearn & Glenn Close & Alan Campbell
Andrew Lloyd Webber & Alan Campbell & Glenn Close
Andrew Lloyd Webber & George Hearn & Judy Kuhn & Alan Campbell
Andrew Lloyd Webber & Glenn Close & Alan Campbell
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Andrew Lloyd Webber & Glenn Close & George Hearn & Alan Campbell
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Andrew Lloyd Webber & George Hearn & Alan Campbell & Judy Kuhn
Andrew Lloyd Webber & Judy Kuhn & Alan Campbell
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Andrew Lloyd Webber & Alan Campbell & Glenn Close
Andrew Lloyd Webber & Judy Kuhn & Alan Campbell
Andrew Lloyd Webber & Alan Campbell & Judy Kuhn
Andrew Lloyd Webber & George Hearn & Alan Campbell
Andrew Lloyd Webber & Alan Campbell & Glenn Close
Andrew Lloyd Webber & George Hearn & Glenn Close & Judy Kuhn & Alan Campbell
[NORMA]
This was dawn
There were no rules
We were so young
Movies were born
So many songs
Yet to be sung
So many roads
Still unexplored
We gave the world
New ways to dream
Somehow we found
New ways to dream
Joan of Arc:
Look at my face
Isn't it strong?
There in the dark
Up on the screen
Where I belong
We'll show them all
Nothing has changed
We'll give the world
New ways to dream
Everyone needs
New ways to dream
[JOE]
I didn't argue, why hurt her?
You don't yell at a sleepwalker
Or she could fall and break her neck
She smelled of faded roses
It made me sad to watch her
As she relived her glory
Poor Norma
So happy
Lost in her silver heaven
[NORMA]
Nothing has changed
We'll give the world
New ways to dream
Everyone needs
New ways to dream
New Ways To Dream was written by Christopher Hampton & Don Black & Andrew Lloyd Webber.