Andrew Lloyd Webber, Sarah Brightman, Loni Ackerman--1983 TV 

It was for his first attempt at "Aspects of Love"

@@kevinwilson3609but when the Phantom needed a signature song for Act One, the melody received a lyrical overhaul and would then be known as “The Music of the Night.”

@@darthkurland Yes, everyone knows that

Later reborn as “The Music of the Night” Music by Andrew Lloyd Webber Lyrics by Charles Hart & Richard Stilgoe

And the lyrics: Dreams of summer Secret smiles between us Our first meeting You thought they had seen us We first tried explaining Then it started raining Then you said: I love you girl and then I'm much too old to fall in love again Time was golden I felt I was falling Waiting, smiling Hoping you'd be calling Loving eyes above me Showing me you love me I woke up beside you once and said: I don't think I could fall in love again Married man You were happy and you let me know As you ran up the stairs to reach my door But I cried every time you had to go Should have said: Don't come here anymore Winter, silence Shadows on the ceiling You said you're Too young to know the feeling Then your voice seemed colder Then you said: I've told her I said: Well, she's older but then She's young enough to fall in love again So I tried to forget her And you'd live with me But you cried when she begged you to return You said: No, that's all over, but you lied Married man, are you too old to learn? Spring can be A very cruel season Help me, help me Don't ask for a reason Please, you must believe me I want you to leave me One day if you're free but not till then I'm young enough to fall in love again I'm young enough to fall in love again

@@darthkurland And the original "Music of the Night" lyric from Richard Stilgoe: Night time sharpens Heightens each sensation Darkness multiplies imagination Slowly all the senses Abandon their defences Helpless to resist the notes I wrote For I compose the music of the night Close your eyes For your eyes will only tell the truth And the truth isn't what you want to see In the dark it is easy to pretend That the truth is what it ought to be Daytime, release it Meaningless and fleeting Bird song, small talk Endless words of greeting As the night is nearing The touch, the taste and hearing Gradually replace redundant sight Preparing for the music of the night Close your eyes Let the touch of it suffuse your soul Let its embers crescendo into flame Can you tell, is it pleasure? Is it pain? From now on you'll never be the same Don't reject my music Though you fear it Let me show you Only stay and hear it Measure after measure An instrument of pleasure A treasure house of passion and delight Come join me in the music of the night On my own my soul cannot take flight Help me make the music of the night

By then, it would forever be known as "The Music of the Night."

Otherwise known as “The Music of the Night.”

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@@geaj thanks but I literally mean what street is it off of , next to, does this strip of grass have a name? Chelsea piers? High line? Etc….

Her dancing is bothering me....weird movements. LuPone, on talk shows, just stands and sings and it is spectacular.

That is because-it was considered for a different musical he was writing!

Charles Hart's lyrics are an embarrassment, were never considered good, and still aren't

So did Richard Stilgoe.