ANATOLY:
Knowing I want you
Knowing I love you
Cannot compare
With my despair
Knowing I've lost you

FLORENCE:
I've been a fool to allow
Dreams to become
Great expectations

ANATOLY:
How can I love you so much
Yet make no move?

BOTH:
There will be days and nights
When I'll want you more than I want to
More than I should
Oh, how I want you

You and I we've seen it all
Chasing our hearts' desire
But we go on pretending
Stories like ours
Have happy endings

ANATOLY:
You could not give me
More than you gave me
I don't know why
I'm standing by
Watching this happen

FLORENCE:
I won't look back anymore
And if I do-just for a moment

ANATOLY:
I can't imagine a time when I won't care

BOTH:
But here we are today, and it's over
Hold me and tell me
We'll meet again
Why is it over?

You and I
We've seen it all
Chasing our hearts' desire
But we go on pretending
Stories like ours
Have happy endings 

Song: The Story of Chess Lyrics
[GREGOR]
Each game of chess means there's one less
Variation left to be played
Each day got through means one or two
Less mistakes remain to be made.

Not much is known
Of early days of chess beyond a fairly vague report
That fifteen hundred years ago two princes fought,
Though brothers, for a Hindu throne.

Their mother cried
For no one really likes their offspring fighting to the death
She begged them stop the slaughter with her every breath
But sure enough one brother died
Sad beyond belief
She told her winning son
"You have caused such grief --
I can't forgive this evil thing you've done."

He tried to explain
How things had really been
But he tried in vain
No words of his would satisfy the queen.

And so he asked the wisest men he knew
The way to lessen her distress
They told him he'd be pretty certain to impress
By using model soldiers on
A chequered board to show it was his brother's fault
They thus invented chess.