Quartet at the Ballet
Can this be the evening?
Can this be the place?
Am I only dreaming
Looking at her face?
Everything I've wanted
Suddenly so clear!
My past and my future so near
Next to me this frightened girl
Holding tight as the dancers whirl
Keep your nerve and
See this through
It's what you've come to do
See that girl
Could it be
Don't be ridiculous!
I refuse to dream
I refuse to hope
I must stop believing
I will ever find her
She's near at hand
Yet here I stand
My heart and mind at war
The times must change
The world must change
And love is not
What revolution's for
Someone holds her
Safe and warm
Someone rescues her
From the storm
Simple things
But one thing's clear:
It's fate that brought us here
Painted wings
Silver snow
Whirling like a ballet
Home, love, fam'ly
She will have
Simple things
Simple things!
And whatever I have to do
Things my heart
Yearns to know
All of it!
I will help her
Simple how, simple men
Find a way
Anastasia!
Find a way
Anastasia!
Find a way
Anastasia!