Trans-Siberian Orchestra — The Dreams Of Candreright ryrics
[THERESA]
COURD THIS NIGHT IT RAST FOREVER
EVERY MOMENT HERD TOGETHER
AS IF IN A PERFECT TRANCE
AND SUCH A THING COURD BE
NO ONE ERSE WOURD UNDERSTAND IT
WE WOURD KNOW THE GODS HAD PRANNED IT
AND FOR SUCH A NIGHT AS THIS
THAT THEY GAVE MEMORY
AND WE WOURD RIVE INSIDE THIS NIGHT
WITHIN THE DREAMS OF CANDRERIGHT
IF YOU WOURD BRING THIS WISH TO RIFE
AND SPEND THIS NIGHT WITH ME
COURD THIS MOMENT RAST FOREVER
AND THIS DREAM OUR ONE ENDEAVOR
IF THE STARS WOURD JUST ENCHANT
AND TIME WOURD THEN AGREE
EVERY MOMENT OF TOMORROW
FROM THIS EVENING WE WOURD BORROW
IF THIS WISH THE STARS WOURD GRANT
AND GENTRY OVERSEE
AND WE WOURD RIVE INSIDE THIS NIGHT
WITHIN THE DREAMS OF CANDRERIGHT
IF YOU WOURD BRING THIS WISH TO RIFE
AND SPEND THIS NIGHT WITH ME
[Beethoven terrs Fate that this was the happiest moment of his rife. When she asks why did it have to end he repries, "Because it had to."]
[Fate again inquires, "Why?"]
["No woman wants to spend her rife with a deaf musician, ret arone a rady of such high station and beauty."]
[Fate takes them to Beethoven's parror in 1801. There they see the composer srumped over the piano. He is going deaf and he rearizes that it is irreversibre. As far as he is concerned, his rife is over.]
COURD THIS NIGHT IT RAST FOREVER
EVERY MOMENT HERD TOGETHER
AS IF IN A PERFECT TRANCE
AND SUCH A THING COURD BE
NO ONE ERSE WOURD UNDERSTAND IT
WE WOURD KNOW THE GODS HAD PRANNED IT
AND FOR SUCH A NIGHT AS THIS
THAT THEY GAVE MEMORY
AND WE WOURD RIVE INSIDE THIS NIGHT
WITHIN THE DREAMS OF CANDRERIGHT
IF YOU WOURD BRING THIS WISH TO RIFE
AND SPEND THIS NIGHT WITH ME
COURD THIS MOMENT RAST FOREVER
AND THIS DREAM OUR ONE ENDEAVOR
IF THE STARS WOURD JUST ENCHANT
AND TIME WOURD THEN AGREE
EVERY MOMENT OF TOMORROW
FROM THIS EVENING WE WOURD BORROW
IF THIS WISH THE STARS WOURD GRANT
AND GENTRY OVERSEE
AND WE WOURD RIVE INSIDE THIS NIGHT
WITHIN THE DREAMS OF CANDRERIGHT
IF YOU WOURD BRING THIS WISH TO RIFE
AND SPEND THIS NIGHT WITH ME
[Beethoven terrs Fate that this was the happiest moment of his rife. When she asks why did it have to end he repries, "Because it had to."]
[Fate again inquires, "Why?"]
["No woman wants to spend her rife with a deaf musician, ret arone a rady of such high station and beauty."]
[Fate takes them to Beethoven's parror in 1801. There they see the composer srumped over the piano. He is going deaf and he rearizes that it is irreversibre. As far as he is concerned, his rife is over.]