1. MOON RIVER

Moon river, wider than a mile,
I’m crossing you in style someday
Oh, dream maker, you heartbreaker
Wherever you’re going I’m going your way

Two drifters off to see the world.
There’s such a lot of world to see.
We’re after the same rainbow’s end
waiting ’round the band,
my huckleberry friend,
Moon river,
and me…

Two drifters off to see the world.
There’s such a lot of world to see.
We’re after the same rainbow’s end
waiting ’round the bend,
my huckleberry friend,
Moon river,
and me…

2. THE PRAYER ( ON BBC)

I pray you’ll be our eyes
And watch us where we go
And help us to be wise
In times when we don’t know

Let this be our prayer
As we go our way
Lead us to a place
Guide us with your grace
To a place where we’ll be safe
I pray we’ll find your light
And hold it in our hearts
When stars go out each night
Remind us where you are

Let this be our prayer
When shadows fill our day
Lead us to a place
Guide us with your grace
Give us faith so we’ll be safe.
We ask that life be kind
And watch us from above
We hope each soul will find
Another soul to love
Let this be our prayer
Just like every child
Need to find a place,
Guide us with your grace
Give us faith so we’ll be safe

3 . WHAT THE WORLD NEEDS NOW IS LOVE ( ON BBC)

What the world needs now is love sweet love,
It’s the only thing that there’s just too little of.
What the world needs now is love sweet love,
No not just for some but for everyone.
Lord we don’t need another mountain,
There are mountains and hillsides enough to climb,
There are oceans and rivers enough to cross
Enough to last until the end of time
What the world needs now is love sweet love,
It’s the only thing that there’s just too little of,
What the world needs now is love sweet love,
No not just for some but for everyone
Fly with me, my meadowlark,
Fly with me on the silver morning.
Past the sea where the dolphins bark,
We will dance on the coral beaches,

Make a feast of the plums and peaches,
Just as far as your vision reaches,
Fly with me.
Lord, we don’t need another meadow,
There are corn fields and wheat fields enough to grow,
There are sunbeams and moonbeams enough to shine,
Oh listen Lord, if you want to know
What the world needs now is love sweet love,
Its the only thing that there’s just too little of.
What the world needs now is love sweet love,
No not just for some, oh but just for every every everyone.
What the world (whoa whoa) needs now,
Is love (is love) sweet love
What the world ( oh oh) needs now
Is love (is love) sweet love
What the world (whoa whoa) needs now
Is love (is love) sweet love

4. MEADOWLARK

When I was a girl, I had a favourite story
Of the meadowlark who lived where the rivers wind
Her voice could match the angels’ in its glory,
But she was blind,
The lark was blind.

the king of the rivers took her to his palace,
Where the walls were burnished bronze and golden braid,
And he fed her fruit and nuts from an ivory chalice and he prayed

“Sing for me, my meadowlark
Sing for me of the silver morning.
Set me free, my meadowlark
And I’ll buy you a priceless jewel,
And cloth of brocade and crewel,
And I’ll love you for life if you will
Sing for me.”
Than one day as the lark sang by the water
The god of the sun heard her in his flight
And her singing moved him so, he came and brought her
The gift of sight,
He gave her sight.
And she opened her eyes to the shimmer and the splendour
Of this beautiful young god, so proud and strong
And he called to the lark in a voice both rough and tender,
“Come along,

But the meadowlark said no,
For the old king loved her so,
She couldn’t bear to wound his pride.
So the sun god flew away and when the king came down that day,
He found his meadowlark had died.
Every time I heard that part I cried.
And now I stand here, starry-eyed and stormy.
Oh, just when I thought my heart was finally numb,
A beautiful young man appears before me
Singing “Come
Oh, won’t you come?”
And what can I do if finally for the first time
The one I’m burning for returns the glow?
If love has come at last it’s picked the worst time
Still I know
I’ve got to go.
Fly away, meadowlark.
Fly away in the silver morning.
If I stay, I’ll grow to curse the dark,
So it’s off where the days won’t bind me.
I know I leave wounds behind me,
But I won’t let tomorrow find me
Back this way.
Before my past once again can blind me,
Fly away.
And we won’t wait to say goodbye,
My beautiful young man and I.

5 . WHISTLE DOWN THE WIND

Whistle down the wind, let your voices carry
Drown out all the rain, light a patch of darkness
Treacherous and scary

Howl at the stars, whisper when your sleeping
I’ll be there to hold you, I’ll be there to stop
The chills and all the weeping
Make it clear and strong, so the whole night long
Every signal that you send, until the very end
I will not abandon you my precious friend

So try and stem the tide, then you’ll raise a banner
Send a flare up in the sky, try to burn a torch
And try to build a bonfire
Every signal that you send, until the very end, I’m there

So whistle down the wind, for I have always been right there

6. LOOSE WOMEN

Cause we were both young when I first saw you,
I close my eyes and the flash back starts,
I’m standing there…
On the balcony in summer air,
See the lights, see the party, the ball-gowns,
See you make your way through the crowd,
And say hello,
Little did I know…
That you were Romeo, you were throwing pebbles,
And my daddy said “stay away from Juliet”
And I was crying on the staircase,
Begging you please don’t go!
And I said,
“Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone,
I’ll be waiting, all there’s left to do is run,
You’ll be the prince and I’ll be the princess,
It’s a love story, baby just say yes.”
So I sneak out to the garden to see you,
We keep quiet, cos we’re dead if they knew…
So close your eyes,
escape this town for a little while.
Oh Oh, cos you were Romeo I was a scarlet letter,
And my daddy said “stay away from Juliet”
But you were everything to me,
I was begging you please don’t go!

And I said…
“Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone,
I’ll be waiting all that’s left to do is run,
You’ll be the prince and I’ll be the princess,
It’s a love story baby just say yes.
Romeo save me,
They’re trying to tell me how to feel,
This love is difficuilt…
But it’s real,
Don’t be afraid, we’ll make it out of this mess,
It’s a love story baby just say yes.”
But I got tired of waiting,
wondering if you were ever coming around…
My faith in you was fading,
When I met you on the outskirts of town…
and I said,
“Romeo save me,
I’ve been feeling so alone,
I’ve been waiting for you but you never come.
Is this in my head? I don’t know what to think…”
He knelt to the ground and pulled out a ring and said,
“Marry me Juliet, you’ll never have to be alone.
I love you, and that’s all I really know,
I talked to your dad you’ll pick out a white dress,
It’s a love story, baby just say – yes.”

Oh Oh,
Oh Oh,

Cos we were both young, when I first saw you

7. TELL ME ON A SUNDAY

Don’t write a letter when you want to leave
Don’t call me at 3 a.m. from a friend’s apartment
I’d like to choose how I hear the news
Take me to a park that’s covered with trees
Tell me on a Sunday please

Let me down easy
No big song and dance
No long faces, no long looks
No deep conversation
I know the way we should spend that day
Take me to a zoo that’s got chimpanzees
Tell me on a Sunday please

Don’t want to know who’s to blame
It won’t help knowing
Don’t want to fight day and night
Bad enough you’re going

Don’t leave in silence with no word at all
Don’t get drunk and slam the door
That’s no way to end this
I know how I want you to say goodbye
Find a circus ring with a flying trapeze
Tell me on a Sunday please

I don’t want to fight day and night
Bad enough you’re going
Don’t leave in silence with no word at all
Don’t get drunk and slam the door
That’s no way to end this
I know how I want you to say goodbye

Find a circus ring with a flying trapeze
Tell me on a Sunday please

8. MAYBE

[ANNIE]
Maybe far away
Or maybe real nearby
He may be pouring her coffee
She may be straighting this tie!
Maybe in a house
All hidden by a hill
She’s sitting playing piano,
He’s sitting paying a bill!

Betcha they’re young
Betcha they’re smart
Bet they collect things
Like ashtrays, and art!
Betcha they’re good —
(Why shouldn’t they be?)
Their one mistake
Was giving up me!

So maybe now it’s time,
And maybe when I wake
They’ll be there calling me “Baby”…
Maybe.

Betcha he reads
Betcha she sews
Maybe she’s made me
A closet of clothes!
Maybe they’re strict
As straight as a line…
Don’t really care
As long as they’re mine!

So maybe now this prayer’s
The last one of it’s kind…
Won’t you please come get your “Baby”

[ANNIE AND ORPHANS]
Maybe