Don Juan - Andrew Lloyd Webber, Victor Mcguire

Past the point of no return —

no backward glances:

our games of make belive

are at an end.

..

Past all thought of «if"or «when" —

no use resisting:

abandon thought,

and let the dream descend.

..

What raging fireshall 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)

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.

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