PHANTOM:
Bravi, bravi, bravissimi

MEG:
Christine, Christine

PHANTOM:
Christine

MEG:
Where in the world have you been hiding?
Really, you were perfect
I only wish I knew your secret
Who is this new tutor?

CHRISTINE:
Father once spoke of an Angel
I used to dream he'd appear
Now as I sing I can sense him
And I know he's here

Here in this room, he calls me softly
Somewhere inside, hiding
Somehow I know he's always with me
He, the unseen genius

MEG:
Christine, you must have been dreaming
Stories like this can't come true
Christine, you're talking in riddles
And it's not like you

CHRISTINE:
Angel of music, guide and guardian
Grant to me your glory

MEG & CHRISTINE:
Angel of music, hide no longer
Secret and strange Angel

CHRISTINE:
He's with me even now

MEG:
Your hands are cold

CHRISTINE:
All around me

MEG:
Your face, Christine, it's white

CHRISTINE:
It frightens me,

MEG:
Don't be frightened