lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webber
  vocals by Madonna and Antonio Banderas
  Disc 2, Track 17, Time: 4:12
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  (Eva:)
  The choice was mine, and mine completely
  I could have any prize that I desired
  I could burn with the splendor of the brightest fire
  Or else, or else I could choose time
    Remember I was very young then
  And a year was forever and a day
  So what use could fifty, sixty, seventy be?
  I saw the lights, and I was on my way
    And how I lived, how they shone
  But how soon the lights were gone
    (Che:)
  The choice was yours and noone else's
  You can cry for a body in despair
  Hang your head because she is no longer there
  To shine, to dazzle, or betray
  How she lived, how she shone
  But how soon the lights were gone
    (Embalmers:)
  Eyes, hair, face, image
  All must be preserved
  Still life displayed forever
  No less than she deserved.