Barbra Streisand

fox69 · 20.03.2016

"Where Do You Start?"

"Where Do You Start?"

Where do you start? How do you separate the present from the past?
How do you deal with all the thing you thought would last? That didn't last
With bits of memories scattered here and there
I look around and don't know where to start

Which books are yours?
Which tapes and dreams belong to you and which are mine?
Our lives are tangled like the branches of a vine that intertwine
So many habits that we'll have to break
And yesterday's we'll have to take apart

One day there'll be a song or something in the air again
To catch me by surprise and you'll be there again
A moment in what might have been

Where do you start? Do you allow yourself a little time to cry?
Or do you close your eyes and kiss it all goodbye? I guess you try
And though I don't know where and don't know when
I'll find myself in love again
I promise there will always be a little place no one will see
A tiny part within my heart, that stays in love with you

fox69 · 20.03.2016

"Where Is It Written?"

"Where Is It Written?"

[In a time when the world of study belonged only to men, there lived a girl who dared to ask "why"]

[Prayer]
God, our merciful father,
I'm wrapped in a robe of light,
Clothed in your glory
That spreads its wings over my soul.
Maybe I be worthy
Amen.

There's not a morning I begin without
A thousand questions running through my mind,
That I don't try to find the reason and the logic
In the world that God designed.
The reason why
a bird was given wings,
If not to fly and praise the sky
With every song it sings.
What's right or wrong,
Where I belong
Within the scheme of things...
And why have eyes that see
And arms that reach
Unless you're meant to know
There's something more?
If not to hunger for the meaning of it all,
Then tell me what a soul is for?
Why have the wings
Unless you're meant to fly?
And tell me please, why have a mind
If not to question why?
And tell me where-
Where is it written what it is
I'm meant to be, that I can't dare
To have the chance to pick the fruit of every tree,
Or have my share of every sweet-imagined possibility?
Just tell me where, tell me where?
If I were only meant to tend the nest,
Then why does my imagination sail
Across the mountains and the seas,
Beyond the make-believe of any fairy tale?
Why have the thirst if not to drink the wine?
And what a waste to have a taste
Of things that can't he mine?
And tell me where, where is it written what it is
I'm meant to be, that I can't dare-
To find the meanings in the mornings that I see,
Or have my share of every sweet-imagined possibility?
Just tell me where- where is it written?
Tell me where-
Or if it's written anywhere?

fox69 · 20.03.2016

"Where Is The Wonder?"

"Where Is The Wonder?"

Where is the wonder that I once felt?
Watching snowflakes melt as a child
Where is the wonder that I once knew?
When the sky of blue turned wild?
Where is the magic that thrilled me so,
Watching flowers grow in the spring?
Where is the magic that filled the sky?
How did robins fly and sing?
Where are the marvels that I marveled at?
What changed the kitten to a cat?
Where are the mysteries that I couldn't solve?
What made the world revolve?
Where is the wonder that years conceal,
That a child can feel now and then?
Oh, where is the wonder of long ago
That I'll never know again?

fox69 · 20.03.2016

"Where Or When"

"Where Or When"

Sometimes you think you've lived before
All that you live to day
Things you do come back to you
As if they knew the way
Oh the tricks your mind can play
It seems we stood and talked like this, before
We looked at each other in the same way then
But I can't remember where or when
The clothes you're wearing are the close, you wore
The smile you are smiling you were smiling then
But I can't remember where or when
Some things that happened for the first time
Seem to be happening again
And so it seems we have met before
And laughed before, and loved before
But who knows where or when

fox69 · 20.03.2016

"Where You Lead"

"Where You Lead"

Wanting you the way I do
I only want to be with you
And I would go to the ends of the earth
'Cause darling
To me that's what you're worth
Where you lead, I will follow
Anywhere, that you tell me to
If you need, need me to be with you
I will follow where you lead
If you're out on the road
Feeling lonely and oh so cold
All you gotta do is call my name
And I'll be there on the next train
Where you lead, I will follow
Anywhere you tell me to
If you need, need me to be with you
I will follow where you lead
I've always wanted a real home
With flowers on the windowsill
But if you want to live in New York City
Honey, you know I will,
Yes, I will
Yes, I will
I never thought I could get satisfaction
From just one man
If anyone can keep me happy
Oh, you're the one who can
I'm gonna follow where you lead me
I'm gonna follow where you lead me
Wanting you the way I do
I only want to be with you
And I would go to the ends of the earth
'Cause darling, to me that's what you're worth
Where you lead I will follow
Anywhere...
Anywhere you tell me to
If you need, need me to be with you
I will follow, oh, where you lead
I'm gonna follow where you lead me
I'm gonna follow where you lead me
I'm gonna follow where you lead me
I'm gonna follow where you lead me ...

fox69 · 20.03.2016

"Where's That Rainbow"

"Where's That Rainbow"

Troubles really are bubbles they say
And I'm bubbling over today
Spring brings roses to people you see
But it brings hay fever to me
My luck will vary surely
That's purely a curse
My luck has changed,
Yes, it's gotten from rotten to worse

Where's that rainbow they hear about?
Where's that lining they cheer about?
Where's that love nest,
Where love is king ever after?

Where's that blue room they sing about?
Where's that sunshine they fling about?
I know morning will come,
But pardon my laugher!

In each scenario
You can depend on the end
Where the lovers agree.
Where's that Lothario?
Where does he roam, with his dome
Vaselined as can be?

Oh, it is easy to see all right
Ev'rything's gonna be all right
Be just dandy for ev'rybody but me.

In each scenario
You can depend on the end
Where the lovers agree.
Where's that Lothario?
Where does he roam, with his dome
Vaselined as can be?

Oh, it is easy to see all right
Ev'rything's gonna be all right
Be just dandy for ev'rybody but me.

Oh, yeah, I see that rainbow
For everybody but me.

fox69 · 20.03.2016

"White Christmas"

"White Christmas"

The sun is shining, the grass is green
The orange and palm tree sway
There's never been such a day
In Beverly Hills, L.A.
But it's December the twenty-fourth
And I am longing to be up North
I'm dreaming of White Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the tree tops glisten
And children listen to hear sleighbells in the snow
For I'm dreaming of a White Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white
And may all your Christmases be white...

fox69 · 20.03.2016

"Who Are You Now?"

"Who Are You Now?"

[Nick is not in the audience for Fanny's opening night,
and she's worried, but when he makes a late appearance
at the party, she's angry at him until he tells her that a
hurricane has destroyed their casino and he's lost all
her money. Fanny doesn't think it's that big a deal, and
this makes Nick angry. Fanny doesn't understand why:]

Who are you now,
Now that you're mine?
Are you something more
Than you were before?
Are you warmer in the rain,
Are you stronger for my touch,
Am I giving too little
By my lovin' you too much?
How is the view,
Sunny and green?
How do you compare it to
The views you've seen?
I know I am better, braver and surer too,
But you--are you now--
Who are you now?
Are you someone better for my love?

fox69 · 20.03.2016

"Who Taught Her Everything?"

"Who Taught Her Everything?"

[Months later, Fanny has had a telegram from Florenz Ziegfeld; Eddie suspects it's a job offer. Eddie and Mrs. Brice fantasize as they help Fanny get ready for this interview:]

[Mrs. Brice:]
Eddie, the Ziegfeld Follies!
Now she belongs to the ages!
My work is done,
My work is done,

[Eddie:]
Our work is done,
She doesn't need us,
She'll have cake,
We'll have crumbs.
Be careful of the stage door,
Here she comes, here she comes.
Hello, Fanny, hello.

[Mrs. Brice:]
Hello, Fanny--it's me--Mama.
What do you mean--Mama who?

[Eddie:]
It's good to see her . . . from afar,

[Mrs. Brice:]
I lost a daughter but I gained a star.

[Eddie:]
That's Broadway!
And
Who taught her ev'rything she knows?
I taught her ev'rything she knows--
She sings like a bird--
(Whistles)
Yes, indeed!
But who used to stand there
And feed her the seed?
Who taught her how to pick her clothes?
[Mrs. Brice:]
Eddie, that I did.
[Eddie:]
Yeah, but who taught her her how to tap her toes?
But will she admit it?
Kid, you said it.
They all forget they know ya
When it comes to credit.
Tell me have you ever seen her take this pose?
I taught her ev'rything--
How to hoof,
And how to sing,
I taught her ev'rything she knows.
[Mrs. Brice:]
Wait, Eddie--she'll blame us yet.
Who taught her ev'rything she knows?
[Eddie:]
Let me hear it, Rosie.
[Mrs. Brice:]
I taught her ev'rything she knows.
[Eddie:]
Ain't it the truth!
[Mrs. Brice:]
That mischievous smile,
The devil may care,
You don't pull
Such mannerisms
Out of the air.
The men who are older might prefer
The original manufactur-er.
[Both:]
It hurts me to say it,
But why not be fair--
When you see her on the stage
You're seein' me there.
[Mrs. Brice:]
She still has trouble executin' one of those,
[Eddie:]
If they could have paid the price,
They'd have hired Rosie Brice,
[Mrs. Brice:]
Who stands after every show
Sellin' matches in the snow.
[Eddie:]
But in the world of grease paint,
That's the way it goes.
[Both:]
We taught her everything--
How to hoof and how to sing,
We taught her how to wack
A joke from here to Hackensack--ya, ha, ha, ha!
We taught her everything,
We taught her ev'rything she knows.

fox69 · 20.03.2016

"Who Will Buy?"

"Who Will Buy?"

Who will buy this wonderful morning?
Such a sky you never did see.
Who will tie it up with a ribbon,
And put it in a box for me?
So I can see it at my leisure
Whenever things go wrong
And I can keep it as a treasure
To last my whole life long.
Who will buy this wonderful feeling?
I'm so high,
I swear I could fly,
Me, oh, my,
I don't want to lose it,
So what am I to do,
To keep the sky so blue?
There must be someone who will buy!