Andrew Lloyd Webber - The Music Of The Night (the Phantom O

^CNighttime ^Gsharpens, ^Cheightens each ^Gsensation ^CDarkness ^Gstirs and ^Fwakes imagi^Gnation ^FSilently the ^Csenses a^Fbandon their de^Cfences

^CSlowly, ^Ggently, ^Cnight unfurls its splen^Gdour ^CGrasp it, ^Gsense it, ^Ftremulous and ^Gtender ^FTurn your face a^Cway from the ^Fgarish light of ^Cday Turn your ^Fface away from ^Bbcold, ^Funfeeling ^Clight ^FAnd listen to the ^G7music of the ^Cnight

^BbClose you eyes and surrender to your ^Ebdarkest dreams Purge all ^Abthoughts of the world you knew ^Dbefore^D7 Close your ^Geyes, let your ^G7spirit start to ^Csoar And you'll ^Emlive as you've ^Bnever lived ^Ebefore

^CSoftly, ^Gdeftly, ^Cmusic shall ca^Gress you ^CHear it, ^Gfeel it, ^Fsecretly po^Gssess you ^FOpen up your ^Cmind, let your ^Ffantasies un^Cwind In this ^Fdarkness which you ^Bbknow you ^Fcannot ^Cfight The ^Fdarkness of the ^G7music of the ^Cnight

Let your ^Bbmind start a journey through a ^Ebstrange, new world Leave all ^Abthoughts of the world you knew ^Dbefore Let your ^Gsoul take you ^G7where you long to ^Cbe Only ^Emthen can ^Byou belong to ^Eme

^CFloating, ^Gfalling, ^Csweet intoxi^Gcation ^CTouch me, ^Gtrust me, ^Fsavour each sen^Gsation ^FLet the dream be^Cgin, let your ^Fdarker side give ^Cin To the ^Fpower of the ^Bbmusic ^Fthat I ^Cwrite ^FThe power of the ^G7music of the ^Cnight

^FYou alone can ^Bbmake my ^Fsong take ^Cflight ^FHelp me make the ^G7music of the ^Fnight Dm, Dbm, B, C