PHANTOM'S VOICE: 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!

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 me

MEG: Your face, Christine, it's white

CHRISTINE:It frightens me

MEG:Don't be frightened . . .