"All I Ask of You" - Phantom of the Opera
It was a warm Monday evening on the 5th of September. The cool, artificial breeze welcomed me in once I entered the Venetian Theatre. I was in awe of it all. Dark silver drapes aligned the walls.
A lopsided chandelier base dangled dangerously above the audience a few rows below me; so low in fact that tip-toeing would have given my little legs enough leverage to reach it. I wish I could've just so I could unscrew a lightbulb to take home as a souvenir, but I think they'd notice it was missing.
People hurried passed to their seats, careful not to spill their drinks. One by one a mixed crowd of young, old, casual and exquisitely dressed patrons filled up the plush chairs. The show was sold-out once again. The stage was completely covered behind a bright red curtain with gold trimmings. Magnificent detail surrounded the two, empty boxseats on each side. There was a reason for its vacancy, but I'll learn this soon enough.
No photography was allowed, but the sight was too stunning to resist. I left my camera in the hotel room 21 stories high just to control my urge to snap a single picture, but fortunately I brought my phone. I cautiously looked around for the ushers in their red jackets to stop patrolling the aisles, but they were alert and very strict. I had to be sneaky. Minutes before the show, before the lights dimmed, and the secrets were revealed, I switched over to my camera app and took two quick shots. The sudden flash caught the attention of a militant, short, bald Caucasian pr*ck.
"Absolutely NO pictures!" he scowled.
"Really?" I said as if I couldn't read all the signs forbidding it.
"It's not like anything started yet," I uttered under my breath, rolling my eyes.
But I did what I was told just like everyone else and tucked away my phone from view. Some people were upset that the only way they could capture this glorious venue was in their memory. I guess they weren't fast enough. But not me. I may not have gotten everything, but I did get my proof. I was definitely there, not realizing that I was about to witness an abridged version of one of the greatest romantic musicals of all time: The Phantom of the Opera.
Lyrics:
No more talk of darkness
Forget these wide eyed fears
I'm here, nothing can harm you
My words will warm and calm you
Let me be your freedom
Let daylight dry your tears
I'm here, with you, beside you
To guard you and to guide you
Say you love me every waking moment
Turn my head with talk of summertime
Say you need me with you, now and always
Promise me that all you say is true
That's all I ask of you
Let me be your shelter
Let me be your light
You're safe, no one will find you
Your fears are far behind you
All I want is freedom
A world with no more night
And you, always beside me
To hold me and to hide me
And say you'll share with me
one love, one lifetime
Let me lead you from your solitude
Say you'll need me with you here, beside you
Anywhere you go, let me go too
Christine, that's all i ask of you
Say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime
Say the word and I will follow you
Share each day with me, each night, each morning
Say you love me
(You know I do)
Love me
That's all I ask of you
Anywhere you go, let me go too
Love me
That's all I ask of you
http://www.stlyrics.com/songs/p/phantomoftheopera21134/alliaskofyou953590.html
http://www.beyondhonolulu.com/phantom-of-the-opera-returns-to-hawaii-for-a-limited-time
It was a warm Monday evening on the 5th of September. The cool, artificial breeze welcomed me in once I entered the Venetian Theatre. I was in awe of it all. Dark silver drapes aligned the walls.
A lopsided chandelier base dangled dangerously above the audience a few rows below me; so low in fact that tip-toeing would have given my little legs enough leverage to reach it. I wish I could've just so I could unscrew a lightbulb to take home as a souvenir, but I think they'd notice it was missing. People hurried passed to their seats, careful not to spill their drinks. One by one a mixed crowd of young, old, casual and exquisitely dressed patrons filled up the plush chairs. The show was sold-out once again. The stage was completely covered behind a bright red curtain with gold trimmings. Magnificent detail surrounded the two, empty boxseats on each side. There was a reason for its vacancy, but I'll learn this soon enough.
No photography was allowed, but the sight was too stunning to resist. I left my camera in the hotel room 21 stories high just to control my urge to snap a single picture, but fortunately I brought my phone. I cautiously looked around for the ushers in their red jackets to stop patrolling the aisles, but they were alert and very strict. I had to be sneaky. Minutes before the show, before the lights dimmed, and the secrets were revealed, I switched over to my camera app and took two quick shots. The sudden flash caught the attention of a militant, short, bald Caucasian pr*ck.
"Absolutely NO pictures!" he scowled.
"Really?" I said as if I couldn't read all the signs forbidding it.
"It's not like anything started yet," I uttered under my breath, rolling my eyes.
But I did what I was told just like everyone else and tucked away my phone from view. Some people were upset that the only way they could capture this glorious venue was in their memory. I guess they weren't fast enough. But not me. I may not have gotten everything, but I did get my proof. I was definitely there, not realizing that I was about to witness an abridged version of one of the greatest romantic musicals of all time: The Phantom of the Opera.
Lyrics:
No more talk of darkness
Forget these wide eyed fears
I'm here, nothing can harm you
My words will warm and calm you
Let me be your freedom
Let daylight dry your tears
I'm here, with you, beside you
To guard you and to guide you
Say you love me every waking moment
Turn my head with talk of summertime
Say you need me with you, now and always
Promise me that all you say is true
That's all I ask of you
Let me be your shelter
Let me be your light
You're safe, no one will find you
Your fears are far behind you
All I want is freedom
A world with no more night
And you, always beside me
To hold me and to hide me
And say you'll share with me
one love, one lifetime
Let me lead you from your solitude
Say you'll need me with you here, beside you
Anywhere you go, let me go too
Christine, that's all i ask of you
Say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime
Say the word and I will follow you
Share each day with me, each night, each morning
Say you love me
(You know I do)
Love me
That's all I ask of you
Anywhere you go, let me go too
Love me
That's all I ask of you
http://www.stlyrics.com/songs/p/phantomoftheopera21134/alliaskofyou953590.html
http://www.beyondhonolulu.com/phantom-of-the-opera-returns-to-hawaii-for-a-limited-time
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