Angel of Music
(Andrew Lloyd Webber / Charles Hart)
Phantom:
Bravi, bravi, bravissimi
Meg:
Where in the world have you been hiding
Really, you were perfect
I only wish I knew your secret
Who is your great 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 are talking in riddles
And it's not like you
Christine:
Angel of music
Guide and guardian
Grant to me your glory
Meg:
Who is this angel
This...
Both:
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, is white
Christine:
It frightens me
Meg:
Don't be frightened
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