Angel Of Music - Phantom Of The Opera

PHANTOM'S VOICE: Brava, brava, bravissima . . . 

MEG: 
Christine, Christine... 
(Phantom: Christine...) 

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're talking in riddles, and it's not like you! 

CHRISTINE: 
Angel of Music! 
Guide and guardian! 
Grant to me your glory! 

MEG(to herself): 
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... 

MEG: 
Your face, Christine, it's white... 

CHRISTINE: 
It frightens me... 

MEG: 
Don't be frightened...