Grizabella-Reprise:
Go Back!!
You see the border of her coat is torn and stained with sand And you see the corner of her eye twist like a crooked pin Silence - not a sound from the pavement Has the moon lost her memory She is smiling alone In the lamplight the withered leaves collect at my feet And the wind begins to moan Every streetlamp seems to beat a fatalistic warning Someone mutters and a streetlamp gutters And soon it will be morning Memory - all alone in the moonlight I can smile at the old days I was beautiful then I remember the time I knew what happiness was Let the memory live again
