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 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!
Angel of Music! Hide no longer!
Secret and strange angel...

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...