Lyricist:       Composer: Andrew Lloyd Webber



RAOUL
Little Lotte let her mind wander...

CHRISTINE
You remember that, too...

RAOUL
... Little Lotte thought: Am I fonder of dolls...

BOTH
... or of goblins or shoes...

CHRISTINE
... or of riddles, of frocks...

RAOUL
Those picnics in the attic...
... or of chocolates...

CHRISTINE
Father playing the violin...

RAOUL
As we read to each other dark stories of the North...

CHRISTINE
No - what I love best, Lotte said,
is when I'm asleep in my bed
and the Angel of Music sings songs in my head !

BOTH
... the Angel of Music sings songs in my head !

PHANTOM'S VOICE
Insolent boy !
This slave of fashion,
basking in your glory !
Ignorant fool !
This brave young suitor,
sharing in my triumph !

CHRISTINE
Angel ! I hear you !
Speak - I listen...
stay by my side, guide me !
Angel, my soul was weak -
forgive me...
enter at last, Master !

PHANTOM'S VOICE
Flattering child, you shall know me,
see why in shadow, I hide
Look at your face in the mirror -
I am there inside !

CHRISTINE
Angel of Music !
Guide and guardian !
Grant to me your glory !
Angel of Music !
Hide no longer !
Come to me, strange angel...

PHANTOM'S VOICE
I am your Angel...
Come to me: Angel of Music...

RAOUL
Whose is that voice ?
Who is that in there ?

PHANTOM
I am your Angel of Music...
Come to me: Angel of Music...

RAOUL
Christine ! Angel !