Barbra-the Concert

[orchestra]

People,
People who need people
Are the luckiest people in the world
We're children needing other children
And yet letting our grown-up pride
Hide all the need inside
Acting more like children than children
Lovers
Are very special people
They're the luckiest people in the world
With one person,
One very special person
A feeling deep in your soul
Says you are half now you're whole
No more hunger and thirst
But first be a person who needs people
People, people who need people
Are the luckiest people in the world.

With one person
One very special person
A feeling deep in your soul
Says you are half now you're whole
No more hunger and thirst
But first be a person who needs people
People, people who need people
Are the luckiest people in the world.

[speaking]
Anyway, i usually don't talk about my private life, certainly not my love life. but there is someone that i've fallen for hook, line and sinker. someone who gives me great joy; doesn't care who
To the world; whether or not i have a good voice; or what my politics are...so, you don't have to speculate, it's my five year old goddaughter, caleigh. and caleigh is here tonight. and she has
Duced me to some of the most incredible movies that i have ever seen; one of them was "alice in wonderland", you remember that, caleigh? at christmas time? daddy's house, what a brill
Film...the other one was "sleeping beauty"- i mean these are films that i have never seen before - and i remember one day she sang this to me:

Once upon a dream
I know you, i walked with you once upon a dream
I know you, the gleam in your eyes is so familiar a gleam
[speaking]
And then i showed caleigh "dumbo" and "pinocchio", two movies that i loved as a child...

When you wish upon a star
When you wish upon a star
Makes no difference who you are
Anything your heart desires
Will come to you
If your heart is in your dream
No request is too extreme
When you wish upon a star
As dreamers do

[speaking]
And then one night, i was reading caleigh "cinderella", and i said, my favorite disney song was from this movie. so i started to sing it, but she stopped me and said: that's not from &
Cinderella", that's from "snow white"! guess what? she was right! so this is for you, caleigh!

Some day my prince will come
Some day my prince will come
Some day i'll find my love
And how thrilling that moment will be
When the prince of my dreams comes to me
He'll whisper "i love you"
And steal a kiss or two
Though he's far away
I'll find my love some day
Some day when my dreams come true
Some day we'll say and do
Things we've been longing to
Though he's far away
I'll find my love some day
The day when my dreams come true
Who'll, please, make my dreams come true...

[speaking]
I'd like to sing this next song for my son jason, who's old enough to take care of himself, but it's always nice to have someone looking out for you, no matter how old you are...

Love soft as an easy chair
Love fresh as the morning air
One love that is shared by two
I have found with you

Like a rose under the april snow
I was always certain love would grow
Love ageless and evergreen
Seldom seen by two

You and i will make each night a first
Every day a beginning
Spirits rise and their dance is unrehearsed
They warm and excite us, cause we have the brightest love

Two lives that shine as one
Morning glory and midnight sun
Time we've learned to sail above
Time won't change the meaning of one love
Ageless and ever evergreen

The night is bitter
The stars have lost their glitter
The winds grow colder
Suddenly you're older
And all because of the man that got away...
No more his eager call,
The writing's on the wall
The dreams you've dreamed have all gone astray
The man that won you, has run off and undone you
That great beginning, has seen the final inning
Don't know what happened, it's all a crazy game...
No more that old time thrill
For you've been through the mill
And never a new love will be the same
Good riddance, good-bye
Every trick of his, you're on to
But fools will be fools
And where's he gone to?
The road gets rougher
It's lonelier and tougher
With hope you burn up
Tomorrow he may turn up
There's just no let up
But live lone night and day
Ever since this world began
There is nothing sadder than
A one man woman looking for the man
That got away...
The man that got away...

Barbra
"liza, that was for your mom!"
One of the nice things about growing older is realizing that you can survive life's disappointments, and you also realize that you cannot look to someone else for your happiness. of course it sc
Up the songs you can't sing. you can't sing those dependent victim songs anymore with the same conviction, you know. for example, you can't sing: "i can be happy/i can be sad/i can be good/
Can be bad/it all depends on you? can't do that, no, no. another nice thing about growing older is that you finally begin to appreciate yourself flaws and all. and this next song has taken me i
Know how many hours, on i don't know how many couches to be able to sing and really mean it...

memories
Like the corners of my mind
Misty watercolor memories
Of the way we were
Scattered pictures
Of the smiles we left behind
Smiles we gave to one another
For the way we were

Can it be that it was all so simple then
Or has time rewritten every line
If we had the chance to do it all again
Tell me - would we? could we?

Memories
May be beautiful and yet
What's too painful to remember
We simply choose to forget

So it is the laughter
We will remember
Whenever we remember
The way we were

So it is the laughter
We will remember
Whenever we remember
The way we were

For all we know
We may never meet again
Before you go, make this moment sweet again
We won't say good night until the last minute
I will hold out my hand
And my heart, my heart will be in it
For all we know
This may only be a dream
We come and we go like a ripple on the stream
So love me tonight, tomorrow was made for some
Tomorrow may never come
For all we know

[speaking]
There are so many challenges that our country faces, especially the problems of life in our big cities. so may we all continue to work together toward a kinder and more peaceful world; take care
Ourselves and each other, and i'm really glad that our paths have crossed...

Goodbye for tonight, remember it now and then
Someday we may meet again
For all we know
Oooo...there's no telling where or when
For all we know...

[speaking] thank you so much! thank you!

Well, this has been an unforgettable experience for me...nowhere on my tour have i been so warmly welcomed, than in the greatest place in the world, my home town, new york city! and there are so
People here tonight! just, just imagine how boring life would be if we were all the same! and my idea of a perfect world is one in which we really appreciate each other's differences... short/
Democrat/republican, black/white, gay/straight...a world in which all of us are equal, but definitely not the same, right? hello times square! thank you new york!

Oh my man i love him so
He'll never know
All my life is just despair
But i don't care
When he takes me in his arms
The world is bright, alright,
What's the difference if i say
I'll go away
When i know i'll come back
On my knees someday
Oh whatever my man is
I am his
Forever more
It cost me a lot
But that's one thing that i've got
It's my man
Cold and wet
Tired you bet
But all that i soon forget
With my man
He's not much for looks
And no hero out of books
He's my man
Two or three girls has he
That he likes as well as me
But i love him

Oh my man i love him so
He'll never know
All my life is just despair
But i don't care
When he takes me in his arms
The world is bright, alright,
What's the difference if i say
I'll go away
When i know i'll come back
On my knees someday
Oh whatever my man is
I am his
Forever more

Will he like me when we meet?
Will the shy and quiet girl he's going to see
Be the girl the he's imagined me to be?
Will he like me?
Will he like the girl he sees?
If he doesn't, will he know enough to know?
That there's more of me than i may always show,
Will he like me?
Will he know that there's a world of love
Waiting to warm him?
How i'm hoping that his eyes and ears
Won't misinform him
Will he like me, who can say?
Oh, this evening seems a million years away
It's insanity to worry so all day
I'll try not to
Will he like me?
He's just got to
Will he like me?
He's just got to

[speaking]thank you! what a wonderful week to be in new york! the rangers won the stanley cup, right here at the garden. the yankees are in first place; the "nicks" came this close, an
Is so great to be here during the "gay games"! because for once i can walk around the city without being recognized. you know? - there are enough guys in town who impersonate me that w
'm out on the streets, nobody thinks it's really me...today i was walking up broadway and a woman said to her husband: "look, it's barbra streisand!" and her husband said: "will y
Op it already, that's the tenth one today, this one is not even close!" this is...this is the city that means most to me in my tour, because it's my home...i was born and raised here...(int
Ted)...pardon me...oh, welcome home did you say, thank you, thank you! yes, the last time i did a concert here in new york, it was central park twenty-seven years ago...so, a lot has happened si
Hen...

So long sad times
Go long bad times
We are rid of you at last
Howdy gay times
Cloudy gray times
You are now a thing of the past

Happy days are here again
The skies above are clear again
So let's sing a song of cheer again
Happy days are here again

Altogether shout it now
There's no one
Who can doubt it now
So let's tell the world about it now
Happy days are here again

Your cares and troubles are gone
There'll be no more from now on
From now on...

Happy days are here again
The skies above are here again
So, let's sing a song of cheer again
Happy times
Happy nights
Happy days
Are here again!

Oh tell me where-
Where is it written what it is i'm meant to be
That i can't dare
To have the chance to pick the fruit of ev'ry tree
Or have my share
Of ev'ry sweet-imagined possibility?

[speaking]those are questions that women have been asking for centuries, and incredibly enough, i think they're still asking them today! i think that's what attracted me to yentl, and why i had
I had to make the film...yentl, as some of you know, is the story of a girl in eastern europe at the turn of the century, when the world of study belonged only to men. but yentl's father, recogn
Her thirst for knowledge, taught her secretly. and after his death, in order to continue her studies, she had had no choice, but go out into the world disguised as a man...

Papa, can you hear me?
Papa, can you hear me?
Papa, can you see me?
Papa, can you find me in the night?
Papa, are you near me?
Papa, can you hear me?
Papa, can you help me not be frightened?
Looking at the skies, i seem to see a million eyes
Which ones are yours?
Where are you now that yesterday
Has waved goodbye and closed its door?
The night is so much darker,
The wind is so much colder
The world i see is so much bigger
Now that i'm alone
Papa, please forgive me
Try to understand me
Papa, don't you know i had no choice?
Can you hear me praying,
Anything i'm saying,
Even though the night is filled with voices?
I remember ev'rything you taught me
Ev'ry book i've ever read
Can all the words in all the books
Help me to face what lies ahead?
The trees are so much taller
And i feel so much smaller
The moon is twice as lonely
And the stars are half as bright
Papa, how i love you
Papa, how i need you
Papa, how i miss you
Kissing me goodnight...
[speaking]
To go on with the story, em, yentl then meets a boy whom she falls in love with; but it turns out he's already in love with another girl, but because of circumstances i can't go into now, they'r
Vented from getting married. and to make a long story short, he asks yentl, who, of course, he thinks is a boy to marry the girl, so he can still see her - not yentl, the other girl! so, the gir
The girl get married, and if you want to see how yentl got away with the wedding night, you'll have to rent the video! it's just a variation on the boy-meets-girl-meets-girl-story, it's very ni
S! anyway, mmm, one night he comes over to the house to study. but it's clear that the only thing he really wants to study is her...not yentl...her wife, her...get it? his eyes never leave her f
.

Will someone ever look at me that way?
See the way they gaze at her,
Like slaves they follow ev'ywhere she goes.
Do my eyes forget themselves
And do i ever look at him
And smile in such a way
That what i'm feeling shows?
Sometimes i have the feeling ev'rybody knows
And even though it's crazy,
Still i can't help wond'ring if i'll ever live to see that day
When by some miracle of miracles,
He'll turn around and look at me
That way...

A piece of sky
Oh tell me where?
Where is the someone who will turn and look at me?
And want to share
My ev'ry sweet-imagined possibility?
The more i live - the more i learn.
The more i learn - the more i realize
The less i know.
Each step i take -
(papa, i've a voice now!)each page i turn -
(papa, i've a choice now!)each mile i travel only means
The more i have to go.
What's wrong with wanting more?
If you can fly - then soar!
With all there is - why settle for
Just a piece of sky?
Papa, i can hear you...
Papa, i can see you...
Papa, i can feel you...
Papa, watch me fly!
Papa, watch me fly!

[speaking]thank you! i'm glad you liked that! thank you! thank you! thank you! oh, that's great! thank you! this current administration has been beset by many problems. but, it's had many accomp
Ents, a fact that sometimes seems to get overlooked nowadays, you know? i guess it is easier to criticize than to praise! so, i'd like to sing this song tonight in celebration of every thing tha
Ositive and possible in this great country of ours and around the world.

Doctor
[speaking]you've just ended a long relationship, is that correct?
Barbra
Yeah, it was just one of those things...
Doctor
One of those bells?
Barbra
Yeah, that now and then rings!
Doctor
Have you ever been in therapy before?
Barbra
Have i ever been in therapy before? well, before my last two doctors, i was into bioenergetics and biofeedback and now i'm really fascinated by "jung", you know, the collective unconsc
The archetypal triangle father/mother/child, that all comes down to that, doesn't it?
Doctor
Yes, it does...i would think all the different types of therapy must have must have been very confusing...
Barbra
Yeah, with all the transference and conter-transference.
Sometimes i don't know whether i'm the patient or the doctor!
Barbra
-hello!
-who are you?
-i'm dr. lowenstein!
-what kind of show do i have to put on for you?
-what's bothering you?
-i don't know!
-can you tell anything good about your parents?
-are you crazy?
-so you feel that your mother betrayed you?
-doctor, about the cigarettes...
-you're changing the subject again!
-who are you?
-my name is melinda!
-i beg your pardon!
-no, we still have a few moments!
-do you guys still work on commission?
-i charge u$150 an hour!
-are you crazy?
-no, no, i'm normal, i swear!
-i don't know what normal is!
-good!
-we're on the right track!
-time's up!
-did i do all right?
-you can go now!
-so long, doctor!
-see you later!

Barbra
I don't care if you're the patient or the doctor, relationships are difficult to have. i guess the only good thing about unrequited love is that it's been the inspiration for some of the greates
Gs ever written. like this next song by harold arlen and ira gershwin.

Barbra
You don't bring me flowers
You don't sing me love songs
Neil
You hardly talk to me anymore
When you come through that door at the end of the day...
Barbra
I remember when you couldn't wait to love me
Used to hate to leave me
Now after loving me late at night
Neil
When it's good for you, babe
And you're feeling all right
Barbra
When you just roll over and turn out the light...
And you don't bring me flowers anymore
Neil
It used to be so natural
Barbra
It used to be...
Neil
To talk about forever
Barbra
Mmm...
Neil
But used-to-bes don't count anymore
They just lay on the floor
Till we sweep them away
Barbra
And baby i remember all the things you taught me
Neil
I learned how to laugh and i learned how to cry
Barbra
Well, i learned how to love and i learned how to lie
Neil
So you think i could learn how to tell you goodbye
Barbra
So you think i could learn how to tell you goodbye
You don't bring me flowers any more...
Both
Well, you think i could learn how to tell you goodbye...
Neil