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My Mind
from "Follies"
Sempre molto rubato Stephen Sondheim
SALLY:
(Con Ped. al Fine)
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The sun comes up, I think a bout you. The cof fee cup. I think a bout
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you. I want you so, It's like I'm los ing my mind.
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The morn ing ends, I think a bout you. I talk to friends, I think a bout
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you. And do they know? It's like I'm los ing my mind.
Faster
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All af ter noon, do ing ev 'ry lit tle chore, The thought of you stays
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bright. Some times I stand in the mid dle of the floor,
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Not go ing left, Not go ing right. I dim the lights And think a bout
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you, Spend sleep less nights To think a bout you. You said you loved
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rall.
me, Or were you just be ing kind? Or am I los ing my
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mind?
I want you so, It's like I'm los ing my mind.
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49 Accelerando
Does no one know? It's like I'm los ing my mind.
(8b.)
All af ter noon, do ing ev 'ry lit tle chore, The thought of you stays
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bright. Some times I stand in the mid dle of the floor,
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Not go ing left, Not go ing right. I dim the lights
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And think a bout you, Spend sleep less nights To think a bout you. You said you loved
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me Or were you just be ing kind? Or am I los ing my
a tempo
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mind?
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Voice Losing My Mind
from "Follies"
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Stephen Sondheim
Sempre molto rubato
SALLY:
The sun comes up, I think a bout you. The cof fee cup.
8
I think a bout you. I want you so, It's like I'm los ing my mind.
13
The morn ing ends, I think a bout you. I talk to friends, I think a bout
17
you. And do they know? It's like I'm los ing my mind.
21 Faster
All af ter noon, do ing ev 'ry lit tle chore, The thought of you stays bright.
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Some times I stand in the mid dle of the floor, Not go ing left,
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Not go ing right. I dim the lights And think a bout
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you, Spend sleep less nights To think a bout you. You said you loved
3
34 rall.
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me, Or were you just be ing kind? Or am I los ing my mind?
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I want you so, It's like I'm los ing my mind.
49 Accelerando
Does no one know? It's like I'm los ing my mind.
53 Faster (colla voce)
All af ter noon, do ing ev 'ry lit tle chore, The thought of you stays bright.
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Some times I stand in the mid dle of the floor, Not go ing left,
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Not go ing right. I dim the lights And think a bout
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you, Spend sleep less nights To think a bout you. You said you loved
66 a tempo
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me Or were you just be ing kind? Or am I los ing my mind?
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Piano Losing My Mind
from "Follies"
Stephen Sondheim
Sempre molto rubato
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rall.
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(8b.)
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