Webber Andrew Lloyd - Point Of No Return Lyrics

DON JUAN (PHANTOM)

Passarino - go away!

For the trap is set and waits for its prey . . .



You have come here

in pursuit of

your deepest urge,

in pursuit of

that wish,

which till now

has been silent,

silent . . .



I have brought you,

that our passions

may fuse and merge -

in your mind

you’ve already

succumbed to me

dropped all defences

completely succumbed to me -

now you are here with me:

no second thoughts,

you’ve decided,

decided . . .



Past the point

of no return -

no backward glances:

the games we’ve played

till now are at

an end . . .

Past all thought

of “if? or “when? -

no use resisting:

abandon thought,

and let the dream

descend . . .



What raging fire

shall flood the soul?

What rich desire

unlocks its door?

What sweet seduction

lies before

us . . .?



Past the point

of no return,

the final threshold -

what warm,

unspoken secrets

will we learn?

Beyond the point

of no return . . .



AMINTA (CHRISTINE)

You have brought me

to that moment

where words run dry,

to that moment

where speech

disappears

into silence,

silence . . .



I have come here,

hardly knowing

the reason why . . .

In my mind,

I’ve already

imagined our

bodies entwining

defenceless and silent -

and now I am

here with you:

no second thoughts,



I’ve decided,

decided . . .



Past the point

of no return -

no going back now:

our passion-play

has now, at last,

begun . . .

Past all thought

of right or wrong -

one final question:

how long should we

two wait, before

we’re one . . .?



When will the blood

begin to race

the sleeping bud

burst into bloom?

When will the flames,

at last, consume

us . . .?



BOTH

Past the point

of no return

the final threshold -

the bridge

is crossed, so stand

and watch it burn . . .

We’ve passed the point

of no return . . .



PHANTOM

Say you’ll share with

me one

love, one lifetime . . .

Lead me, save me

from my solitude . . .

Say you want me

with you,

here beside you . . .

Anywhere you go

let me go too -

Christine

that’s all I ask of . . .