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Top Songs By Alison Fraser
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Alison Fraser
Vocals
Daisy Eagan
Vocals
The Secret Garden Original Broadway Cast
Performer
Michael Kosarin
Music Director
The Secret Garden Orchestra
Performer
Jeanine Levenson
Conductor
Kevin Kuhn
Guitar
Steve Schneider
Dulcimer
James Saporito
Percussion
Cecelia Hobbs Gardner
Violin
Ann Labin
Violin
Jean R. Perrault
Violin
Evan Johnson
Violin
Yong Tae Kim
Violin
David Nadien
Violin
Sanford Allen
Violin
Eugene Orloff
Violin
Louann Montesi
Violin
Gerald Terack
Violin
Charles Libove
Violin
Richard Sortomme
Violin
Suzanne Ornstein
Violin
Regis Iandiorio
Violin
Jeff Carney
Bass
John Miller
Bass
Julien Barber
Viola
Susan Prey
Viola
Al Brown
Viola
Harold Coletta
Viola
Mort Shuman
Cello
Maria Kitsopoulos
Cello
Richard Locker
Cello
Jesse Levy
Cello
Nina Kellman
Harp
Keith Underwood
Woodwinds
Andrew Sterman
Woodwinds
Vicki Bodner
Woodwinds
Don McGeen
Woodwinds
Neil Balm
Trumpet
Kaitlin Mahony
French Horn
Katharine Dennis
French Horn
Peter Gordon
French Horn
Matt Finders
Trombone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
M. Norman
Composer
Lucy Simon
Songwriter
Michael Kosarin
Vocal Arranger
William D. Brohn
Orchestrator
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Thomas Z. Shepard
Producer
Sandy Palmer
Assistant Engineer
Ben Rizzi
Mixing Engineer
David Merrill
Mixing Engineer
Paul Goodman
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
What you've got to do is
Finish what you have begun,
I don't know just how,
But it's not over 'til you've won!
When you see the storm is coming,
See the lightning part the skies,
It's too late to run-
There's terror in your eyes!
What you do then is remember
This old thing you heard me say:
"It's the storm, not you,
That's bound to blow away."
Hold on,
Hold on to someone standing by.
Hold on.
Don't even ask how long or why!
Child, hold on to what you know is true,
Hold on 'til you get through.
Child, oh child!
Hold on!
When you feel your heart is poundin',
Fear a devil's at your door.
There's no place to hide-
You're frozen to the floor!
What you do then is you force yourself
To wake up, and you say:
"It's this dream, not me,
That's bound to go away."
Hold on,
Hold on, the night will soon be by.
Hold on,
Until there's nothing left to try.
Child, hold on, There's angels on their way!
Hold on and hear them say,
"Child, oh child!"
And it doesn't even matter
If the danger and the doom
Come from up above or down below,
Or just come flying
At you from across the room!
When you see a man who's raging,
And he's jealous and he fears
That you've walked through walls
He's hid behind for years.
What you do then is you tell yourself to wait it out
And say it's this day, not me,
That's bound to go away.
Child, oh hold on.
It's this day, not you,
That's bound to go away!
Writer(s): Glen Ballard, Chynna Phillips, Carnie Wilson
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